roommates ¡ v.m

ten

Thursday. Three days before we left for Christmas break.

Van and I decided to have a quiet day, which meant we were ordering takeout and binge watching Paul Giamatti movies.

"When can we eat Ryn?" Van whined while Netflix was buffering. I sighed and got up from my blanket mound to look at the clock. "It's only 4:30 asshole, we can't eat dinner yet," I grumbled, shuffling back to my bed.

With another movie finished, we turned to each other and at the same time yelled "I'm really hungry, what do you feel like?" We broke into fits of giggles. "I'm feeling some In N Out," I said as Van grabbed his keys. He smiled as he walked out the door and said "Whatever you want love."

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The last movie we watched was Saving Private Ryan. It had become a Monday night ritual to watch it; we met on a Monday and he though my name was Ryan. It was our together time and we both treasured it.

"Van the man?" I whispered into the darkness. He chuckled at my nickname for him. "Yes, my princess?" he whispered back. I giggled at his name for me. Mumbling in an almost incoherent sentence, I said something that sounded like 'I love you, you big lump'.

Hello beautiful people! I hope you're having a great day, and I wish all the happiness in the world on you guys
- cal