3rd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[always_someone]

Norman and Trevor had been throwing around a plan, almost actually a dare, really, to get together at some point to watch movies. And not just any movies either, no. They'd had a conversation about now unrealistic monsters in film happened to be, and that meant clearly they had to get together for beer and a viewing of that one about the sparkly vampires.

Look, they didn't make the movies, they just acknowledged that they existed.

Norman had actually felt weirder about renting the movie about the glittery vampires than he had about buying the case of beer, because he really did have better taste in monster movies than that while he was reasonably certain it wasn't a secret that he had no idea what he was doing with beer in the first place. So he'd made certain to find a chaser. For the movie, not for the beer. In the form of a kind of campy 80s vampire flick that he hadn't seen yet mostly by virtue of being more interested in the shambling undead than the sexy kind.

And then he'd ordered pizza enough for two, making popcorn while he waited for the food to arrive.

The amount of pizza that arrived was... not an amount to be safely consumed by two, and Norman stared at it in wonderment for a few minutes before sending a text around to any student in the dorms he had the number of:

Pizza and vampire movies on the 3rd floor?

Look, Norman didn't throw parties. Norman was just kind of baffled by the fact that apparently, he'd just sort of stumbled into doing so.

[OOC: Open party! Feel free to get a text or to just stumble on in!]