Room 304, Sunday night

[chasingangela]

Angela had pushed the beds together and covered them with every pillow or cushion she could get her hands on -- if the third floor common room appears slightly denuded, blame her.

Of course, Min claimed a prime spot in the middle of the bed-couch-thing. And sneered. It was amazing how big and immobile a ten-pound cat could look.

She set out some snacks and drinks on the desk, then turned to trying to set up Marty's laptop to act as a DVD player. It couldn't be that complicated, could it? She bit her lip, wondering if she'd need to wait for him to get back from his trip to the store before they could start.

Finally, the disc loaded, and she let up a cheer as she waited for her guests.

[OOC: For Marty, Anakin and Rory.]

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[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory leaned over and shyly kissed his cheek. "Yeah, but that's a little over the line of simply stupid," she agreed. "Oh, look, movie."

No, she had no idea what was happening. But hey, movie was better than woe.

[chasingangela]

That was so sweet it made Angela blush, and reach up to stroke Marty's arm.

"The main character's just about to try to get off the island," she said softly. "Brave."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Go, climax and denouement!" Rory cheered.

Vladdie yipped and then licked Anakin's ear, because even large somber friends need kisses.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin smiled and scritched Vladdie behind the ears. "Good dog," he murmured.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Vladdie curled up and went to sleep in Anakin's hood, and the others...didn't, because Anakin's hood was kind of small to fit everyone.

But they did watch the rest of the movie until Rory dragged Anakin off for radio. That's certainly something.