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fandomhighdorms2019-10-04 09:12 am
always_someone) wrote in fandomhighdorms2019-10-04 09:12 am
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3rd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening
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!]
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!]
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"I mean, you're one of the better writers I know," Norman replied, grinning a little. "That could be fun. Maybe you could write up the interview questions for the ghosts or something, too?"
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Tip shrugged. “Sure. I feel like I haven’t written anything but class projects or letters to J.Lo in ages.”
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"Now I guess we just need some ghosts and somebody to work the camera," Norman mused.
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“Hmmm. Who do we know who’s an AV geek?”
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"I guess Prompto could do it, maybe," Norman mused. "He's always got a camera, right?"
...
"I have no idea, besides."
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"We could ask him," Tip said. "And if he doesn't want in. . . . how hard could it be?"
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"You point a camera and you hit record, right?" Norman nodded thoughtfully. "We could maybe give it a try at the graveyard or something. See if any of the locals mind being interviewed. As... you know, a trial run?"
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"Like filming a pilot," Tip said. "Maybe after Thai food?"
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"Maybe after Thai food," Norman agreed. "I think that's our Thursday, all figured out, then."
.... Norman had plans. Which he mad made during another social thing that he'd planned. He was pretty sure he was in upside-down land.
And wasn't complaining.
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"Look at us planning things. I'm proud of us."
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"I'm pretty sure this is the most planning I've done in..." Norman paused for a moment, pursing his lips a little. "Ever? Probably ever."
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"We planned like two whole things, Norman," Tip pointed out with a laugh. "Don't strain yourself."
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"What if we go for a third? I don't know what I'd even do to recover," Norman agreed, smiling brightly. That laugh was kind of infectious. "Maybe we'll play a potential thing three by ear. Really live life spontaneously."
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"Will it be going for ice cream? Or rescuing one of those new little bird things from a gremlin? Only time will tell."
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"Maybe even both! At the same time!"
Now now, you two. Let's not go too wild.
"... Ice cream does sound good, though."
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"Don't tell me you're actually starting to plan ice cream," Tip teased. "We could split the difference and just say we'll go for ice cream 'sometime' without specifying when."
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"Let's tack a 'sometime' to that one, then," Norman agreed. "Maybe before it gets too cold out. Unless winter ice cream doesn't bother you, then we totally can then, too."
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“I’m an ice cream anarchist,” Tip decided. “Ice cream is for any time.”
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"If that's anarchy, sign me up," Norman decided, grinning a little. "Stick it to the man with sprinkles and a cherry on top."