chapter 85

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"So what are we watching?" Deep asked, and I shrugged.

"I prepared the snacks. What did you pick out?" I asked, looking at John.

"Since this is a bonding thing, I thought we should watch something not work related. With that said, I picked out a couple of options." He said and listed them. One was a horror movie, one a rom-com, another an action movie, and one was a thriller.

Deep suggested watching the rom-com, Noir was quick to agree. John was the one who picked it out, and I didn't mind.
It wasn't a complicated movie, funny with a lovestory. A nice thing to watch in order to relax from work, I guess.

After a couple of laughes and a heated argument about who the main character should end up with, followed by disapproving groans when the MC picked the opposite, ended up in Deep crying over a fishtank in the backround which for his taste was too dirty with not enough plants.

It was fun, getting to hang out with the guys. Getting to know them a little bit more than just their supe persona.
The movie was over, and darkness fell.

"Alright. Was fun havin' you over. But we better get some rest. I don't know about you, but I seem to have a pretty tight schedule now that I'm on your team." I declared.

"Thank you for inviting us." Deep said, and noir nodded in agreement.

"Thank you for coming." I replied, and they waved their way out of my door.

"Alright. Better hit the sack." John sighed and streched.

"Does that mean you'll go back to your own apartment?" I asked.

"You ain't getting rid of me that easily, birdy." He chuckled and walked to my bathroom.

"If this is gonna be the new normal, maybe we should just move into one apartment. Like together." I said and heard him cough.
"Don't you die in my bathroom! I don't wannit to look like murder!" I laughed and saw his head pop out from the frame.

"You want to move in with me?" He asked, and I shrugged.

"Or you move in with me." I replied.
"However, your apartment is far more luxurious, even if mine is more homely." I added.

"Let's talk more about that tomorrow. It's already late." He said. Together, we got ready for bed and fell asleep.

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