Second Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

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Ramona was just innocently channel-surfing. Seriously. But then she came across what was either the worst movie she'd ever seen, or a work of genius.

She was leaning towards the former.

In any case, it seemed to be a movie about Lucas Lee, who was dying, and the young woman who was in love with him. She thought, anyway. That was what she was getting from the very deep plot, and the scintillating dialogue.

She made herself some popcorn, because really, she needed something to take her mind off the sheer awfulness, and sat down to incredulously watch this...really kind of terrible movie.

[God, I love the Lucas Lee fake movies. <333 Also, trufax, I IM'd nosefullofsnot to check on this and actually thought the title was Kiss Me, I'm Dying. That's how brilliant this is. Anyway -- open as common rooms are! Oh, and despite icons, her hair is still pink.]

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"That's really good to hear," Jason said. "It's definitely a better place than I thought it'd be, so I was hoping you'd kind of like it too."