Appetence

Archive Log: 14

Sitting cross legged on a large towel, the only light one which could be found, that way, any spillage wouldn't be so plainly seen when the bleach zapped pigment out the material, David cradled the bowl in his lap while his eyes stared up at the screen in front of him. Every so often his hand would delve in, slim fingers would grasp onto the popcorn and lift it slowly to his lips. He'd pause, staring and watching the film playing, before popping the toffee flavoured treat into his mouth.

Behind him, Minerva sat kneeling, every so often he'd feel her part his hair, comb it, coat it in dye, then move onto the next section of hair. She didn't pay as much mind to the film playing, nor the popcorn she had previously made. David would feel her shift in her position though, her hands would settle on his shoulders, also protected by a towel around them, and she'd fidget before picking up again. The dye being used was slightly fumigating the room, but she had cracked open the windows in her room to try and ventilate the space somewhat.

Popping another piece of popcorn into his mouth, David was definitely more invested in the screen and the action, than what she was doing to his hair. He trusted her. He didn't honestly think there was much that could go wrong with possibly bleaching his hair, but then what did he know? It wasn't like he had ever done it before. First time for everything. They had finally managed to get through the film collection which had been grouped together as 'classics'. Lawrence of Arabia was currently playing, and honestly, David didn't think he had seen a film so far which captured his attention so well. Unlike the others they had watched, he was perfectly still yes, partially for her sake, but also because he was so invested in the story, the characters and everything which was happening. Nor did he pass comment, unlike the others. Still and silent and watching. David didn't think he had been so stationary before.

Of course, information about the film was easily found; a historical film from the 1960's, it was following the life of T.E. Lawrence. Depicting the experiences of World War I, and specifically Lawrence's involvement in attacks and diplomatic roles; there was emotional struggles, violence; naturally expected through war, identity of oneself, and the conflict between one place and another; Britain, Lawrence's homeland, and the newfound comrades within the Arabian desert tribes. David was enthralled by it all. He paused in motion eating more popcorn to just sit and enjoy the way in which this film successfully managed to pull off so many different aspects at one time.

Feeling a weight on his shoulder, David blinked and looked away. Minerva was practically leaning against his back, he didn't even know through being so captivated by this film. He could feel his hair practically stuck to his head, David presumed she had finished caking the dye on. He frowned and shooed her hands away, they were creeping up and over his arms to get to the bowl. She pouted when he gently slapped her hands away. "You still have your gloves on." He pointed out, the same gloves which still had traces of the white powder and mixture on them. Minerva's eyes flicked to her hands, turning them over and even going to pull them off before feeling David shift in front of her. She looked up as he was turning, firstly pausing the film before doing so, he didn't want to miss anything. "Open," Minerva sat back, even taking to sitting cross legged too. She kept her hands palm down on the towel underneath them though, so she didn't get the dye anywhere else. Leaning against them slightly, she opened her mouth and David fed her popcorn. He watched as she sat happily munching away on it, he repeated the action a few more times, watching her become reminiscent of a hamster with pouches. He looked down and stopped, Minerva sat with her mouth open a little and frowned at him because he stopped. "You've had enough." David said decisively. Minerva's eyes widened before slowly narrowing.

"David, share!"

"I've shared enough."

"I've hardly had any! You've been sitting here shovelling it all in! Hogging! That's what you've done! You've been watching this film and keeping it all to yourself!" Minerva said while pointing fingers at him and frowning all the while.