No idea what to call this (anyone can join) (FINISHED)

Nyx curled up on the beanbag under a blanket and watched him set things up, her eyes red and slightly puffy.

"You know," she said, "I've never really seen many movies. I think I've seen two or three in my life."

"Really?? Neat."

She tilted her head. "That's not the reaction I get from most people."

"I ain't most people. I'm just one."

"I know." One who likes me. A smile tugged at one corner of her mouth. "What should we watch?"

"Whatever you wanna watch." He stated

She shook her head. "I don't know many movies…"

(Bruh my favorite movie is the animated Movie Meet the Robinsons.)

"Ummm… Ferris Bueller?" he suggested

(Really? Mine is Tron: Legacy. I kid you not, I can recite half of it from memory. Dead serious.)

"What's Ferris Bueller?" She vaguely remembered something about it being a famous movie, but apart from that, she knew nothing about it.

"It's a famous movie."
(Ferris Bueller is my dad's favorite movie)

(Fun fact, the Ferrari isn't a Ferrari - it's a Ford with a Modena badge stuck to it.)
"I guess we could watch it. What's it about?"

"A teenager skipping school."

Nyx snorted. "That's it?"

"Kinda. The catch is that he's trying not to get caught."

"Why doesn't he want to get caught? Can you get arrested for skipping school?"

"I don't think so… He just didn't want to."

"Oh."

"Anyways.. wanna watch it?"

She shrugged and bit her lip. "Um, not really…"

"Okay then…" (Damn, I can't think of movies…)

Nyx drifted over to the movie cabinet and pulled one out at random. "What about this?" It was Sorcerer's Apprentice.

"… Sure!!" (I have no idea what that movie is)

(Really?? It's one of my favourite movies!)

(I have never heard of it. I'm not a movie watcher though…)

(Ah I get that then.)
They eventually found a movie they agreed on and put it in; about 2/3 of the way through, Nyx fell asleep.

Vozreal fell asleep a few minutes later.

It was only when the movie ended, the sounds of it shutting off, when Nyx blinked awake. Squinting at the clock, she realised it was 5:30. She was hungry - they hadn't had lunch.
Sighing, she closed her eyes and curled up under the blanket again, debating whether or not to leave the cosy nest or to go downstairs and get something to eat.