fandomhighdorms | 5th Floor Common Room, Monday Early Evening

Really, she ought to be asleep despite the ridiculously early hour. A weekend spent with little sleep and using loads of energy meant by all rights that she should be dead to the world at the moment. Ino had spent about an hour after her last class staring up at the ceiling before giving that idea up for a lost cause and wandered out to the common room to see what she could find that was entertaining enough to keep her from getting bored.

Normally Ino wasn't much of one for movies, but poking around turned up The Continuous Tale and it looked interesting enough for her to stare at while she tried to convince herself to unwind enough to actually sleep. Score!

That decided on, she made popcorn (because if she was going to do this movie thing, she was going to do it right) and curled up on the couch, hitting play. And, okay, maybe snuggle into a blanket as well. That counted as part of the whole movie thing, right? Right?

It totally did. She could even be convinced to share, if asked nicely.

[Ooopen as a common room is, yes!]

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The whole 'not her floor' thing didn't really matter to Angela when she was looking for entertainment, and she was perfectly comfortable wandering in one floor up and dropping down into one of the arm chairs near Ino.

"Oh, I remember this one!" It wasn't that often people were watching movies she knew from when she was little. Time differences weren't always good for that.

A moment later she added a belated, "Hey Ino."

Even though Helen's room was now on the fourth floor, she tended to gravitate back to her old common room. Tonight the smell of popcorn drew her and she nodded when she saw one of the girls from the ridiculous class on difficult women.

"Hello," she said politely. "May I watch with you?"

Helen nodded to her. "Hello." She wasn't sure if she'd ever met her before, but since she was working on the whole getting out more thing, she thought it only right to reach out.

"There was a fuzzy flying thing on the cover," she answered, as way of explanation for why she'd picked it up. "And the title sounded interesting. Is it any good? I like it so far."

Which was high praise for Ino and movies, really.

She blinked away from the screen. "Hiii. Did you want some popcorn?"

"Absolutely," Ino said, shooting Helen a smile. "Come in, sit down, steal some popcorn."

Or have it offered, but stealing was more fun to say.

"Is it stealing if one offers?" Helen asked curiously.

For once not laden with baked goods (because she hadn't had dinner yet or even decided what she wanted), Francine wandered in at the sound of the familiar movie theme.

"Hi, guys!" She glanced at the screen while heading for the ~~smell of popcorn~~ couch. "Ooh, good, it's not too far in. You haven't hit the scary parts yet."

She wrinkled her nose cheerfully.

"Semantics are only fun if you're using them to get your way," she said impishly. "If you like, though, I could say you're allowed one bit of popcorn and then you could steal more than that and semantics might be satisfied?"

By pre-meditated stealing of offered popcorn. That was a... special bit of logic. Oh, Ino.

Angela raised a hand in a little wave of greeting. "It's been a while," she said, smiling easily. "Brought here by the sound of people or the smell of popcorn?"

Ino shifted over so she wasn't taking up half the couch--it was just polite, yes.

"Hi! There's scary parts?" Ino echoed. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

Or maybe an interesting thing, really, but she hadn't seen this movie before.

...Ino really needed to watch more movies, yes.

"If you're sharing--" she made exaggerated 'grabby hands' motions and grinned.

"I always wanted one of those giant flying dog things when I was tiny," Angela shared. "I really can't think of anything more awesome."

Helen blinked at her. Despite being here over a year, she still found the people rather confusing at times.

"I... suppose that could work."

Or perhaps she should just make her own - though she was fairly sure Ino was joking around.

"The popcorn," Helen admitted, blushing a bit. "And perhaps the comfort of my old common room."

"The scary parts?" Helen asked. "Are they very disturbing?"

Ino laughed, holding out the popcorn bowl.

"Do you still want one?" she asked, studying the case. "Fuzzy and with the ability to fly, seriously--you totally can lose there."

Her grin was brilliant at that.

"I lost you, didn't I?" Ino looked vaguely apologetic, but mostly amused. "Don't worry 'bout it, seriously, you can have all the popcorn you want."

"They're not like...creepy gross blood and guts scary?" Francine answered, plopping down on the empty end of the couch. "But there's a monster. And their world stops being real a little bit at a time. That always freaked me out."

"A bit," Helen admitted ruefully. "But thank you. I would love some popcorn. I never had it before I came here and it's surprisingly tasty."

There were worse reasons to stop in a common room filled with cute girls than 'it was on the way to the roof, right?'

It was even a believable excuse, clad in that heavy jacket like Warren was.

... Yes, he'd made a ~~handwavey~~ mad dash to the Perk this morning to retrieve it, once he'd realized that the snarling green things were gone.

"Oh, wow," he commented as he strode into the room and leaned over a little to see the television better, "this movie is ancient."

"I guess it depends what scares you?" Francine said thoughtfully. "It's not a horror movie, but there's a kind of creepy wolf-monster."

Ino blinked at her, pushing the popcorn down that way in silent invitation.

"Stops being real?"

Okay, that was going to freak her out.

Helen considered. "Wolves don't bother me much, so perhaps this will be fine."

"Is it?" Helen said curiously. "I thought it was the black and white movies that were the old ones."

"It's pretty good so far," Ino said earnestly, eyebrows raising as she put a face to the guy-with-wings who'd called her by mistake.

"Nothing wrong with ancient if you don't know it is."

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Ino lifted the bowl up and held it in Helen's direction. Offering!

"I like regular sort the best," she admitted cheerfully. "But there's a lot of different flavour stuff you can put on it too, if you get bored of the usual."

A beat.

"No popcorn where you're from then? So--no corn?" Hm?

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