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She’s got her usual two blankets tucked under her arm as she walks down the hall to the West Wing. It’s a weekend and there’s no sign of any party, so that means it’s movie night for her and Will. Movie night could theoretically be any night, but she likes the weekend plans. Then not everything is about sitting around and studying for Monday, there’s something else to do around the Castle. There’s an extra package of popcorn in between the blankets, a small contribution to the usual pile of food that Will amasses. He keeps forgetting about extra popcorn, always popping one bag and eating it half way through the movie, so she just decided to bring the spare. It’s the least she can do since he keeps insisting that they watch all the movies in his room. And because she already knows that he’s going to follow the same routine.
They’re supposed to watch something light-hearted tonight, switching genres to something that’s the opposite of stressful. She wonders if Will’s got a selective of romantic comedies that she doesn’t know about, or if they’re going to end up watching something like the Pineapple Express. She’s not sure which she would prefer, so she’ll just have to see what he’s chosen.
It’s fifty-fifty that the door of his room is unlocked in preparation for her, but she always knocks anyways. Call it polite, but she doesn’t want to walk in unannounced. “Hellooo, is anyone home?”
