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“Man, this smells terrible,” Noct said, looking into the pan as well and grimacing. “What happened?”
Just then, Prompto returned from the bathroom. His eyes widened, and he covered his nose with his shirt and held it in place.
“Shit, did the food burn? It smells so gross.”
Or: When did anything ever go according to plan, anyway?