[You may find a handsome and petrified young man who was downing wine. Noctis was drinking as a way to avoid other people and you couldn't talk when you had a glass to your lips so he was about drunk already. The dinner was awful, even though the food was delicious. He was in a strange place with strange people and a horrifying uniform.

He wore way too little, his guard's outfit is beyond uncomfortable but he is more dressed than the other people. He holds his cape around himself and just sips wine until he stops feeling horrible about the thong he's got on.

A THONG. He doesn't want to think about it but he can't avoid it since the G-string was digging into him. He couldn't wait to get somewhere alone and take this off. Where were his real clothes anyway?

He was out of wine. Damn. Now he has to head through the center of the room to find more...]