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[ a lazy summer afternoon seemed like the perfect opportunity for alyssa to drag her best friend to the tv room in the mansion; it seemed like an even better idea to play new moon as their movie of choice, having missed the chance to see it in theaters because of final exams and graduation.

she keeps quiet, too enthralled in the thought that tony had actually agreed to sit down and watch it with her... up until they get fifteen minutes into the movie, that is. shifts slightly in her position against tony, a disgruntled look appearing on her face. ]

This movie is nothing like the book!

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[ takes a moment to get over his surprise while a slow smile spreads across his face. ]

. . . I think I like this dating thing.

[ looks pretty pleased, reaching over to tickle his hand with a few fingers. ]

I knew you would.

[ allows it for a few seconds, but ends up just twining their fingers together on habit. ]

It was a ploy?

[ hums and closes her eyes, tilting her head upward slightly. ]

Who knows~

[ lies down next to her, though he eventually turns to his side so that he can press his nose lightly against her shoulder. ]

Wah.

[ doesn't even hide her amusement, shifting her head to lightly kiss the top of his head. ]

Poor baby.

[ wiggles a little closer. ]

I'm hurting, honey.

[ lifts her free hand to stroke his hair. ]

But I already kissed it and made it all better, darling.

[ gives her a light nudge with his nose. ]

Hug?

Now how can I refuse a request like that.

[ & then promptly wraps her arms around him, giving him his hug. ]

[ returns the hug, loosely looping his arms around her. ]

I feel better now.

[ cuddles closer, if that were at all possible. ]

Is my touch healing~?

[ nuzzles into her shoulder some more. ]

Yeah. They're much better than smoothies.

[ lets it go at that... until she sighs, sounding disappointed. ]

Now if only you wouldn't scream when my healing touch went elsewhere.

It's natural for people to scream when under torture.

[ gasps, pulling back to look at him. ]

Torture!?

Unnecessary cruelty?

[ still looks unimpressed, pushing him away to sit up and turn the other direction. crosses her arms over her chest, "hmph"ing once. ]

[ sits up slowly while considering his options & comes to the conclusion that he should immediately scoot back. ]

[ doesn't budge, still too wrapped up in giving him the kicked puppy attitude. ]

[ doesn't speak until he feels that he is at a safe distance away. ]

. . . I'll make you a sandwich?

No!

Cookies?

Nuh-uh!

Pancakes? We can invite smelly.