2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally is camped out on the couch, watching Jack Slater III.

She also has a large bowl of popcorn. Both for sharing and for throwing at the TV.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

And hey, look, there's Anders. He's sort of curled up on the couch next to Cally, occasionally stealing a handful of popcorn, but mostly just half-watching, half-drowsing. He might not be too talkative this afternoon, but he's here.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally shifts, resting her head in Anders' lap and the bowl of popcorn on her stomach.

"We were such dorks last night," she says.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"We were?" Anders asks, playing with her hair. "Oh right, with the ambrosia and stuff. Hey, at least we were in our room and not out here or something."

He fishes a piece of popcorn out of the bowl and dangles it over Cally's mouth. "You're still the sexiest dork ever."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally makes little snapping sounds before just flicking out her tongue to snag the piece of popcorn. "You're biased, you know. Not saying you're wrong, though."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders raises an eyebrow and bops Cally lightly on the nose with a finger. "I am totally the definite authority on your sexiness."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Cally says. "Yes sir. Sorry to question, sir." She sticks out her tongue in defiance.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders bops her on the nose again. "Not that kind of authority, dork."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Oh, whatever," Cally says, turning her attention back to the movie. "What's up with this guy's accent, anyway?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"No idea," Anders says vaguely, playing with Cally's hair some more. "Hey coach? My head still hurts. No more letting me drink for a long time again, okay?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Lightweight," Cally says. "But okay. If I can remember. I will."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I'm a total lightweight." Anders nods. He doesn't see the point in being ashamed of it, really. "Which is stupid. I mean, look at me."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally looks up at Anders. "Okay, now what?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He rolls his eyes. "Brat. You know what I mean."

He'd totally start tickling her but the popcorn might spill.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"I dunno. Maybe you mean I should be looking somewhere else? I'm not a mind reader, you know." Cally smirks.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Just sayin' it's stupid to be such a lightweight drinker at my size," Anders replies. "And -- oh, hey." He promptly gets very distracted by the movie again, although he doesn't stop playing with Cally's hair throughout the whole thing.