"Patients, Please."

Movie Night

Mark hesitates and stares confused at me, "I'm sorry." I say trying to gather my thoughts, "I mean only if you want you don't have to..."

"I don't mind," he says. I take a step back as he tries to duck his way through my room. He walks over to the bed, "Did you just lay down in bed?"

"Umm... yeah..." I say shyly. "I'm actually still very damp." Grabbing my hoodie and jeans at the same time. Walking over to the little rack I put my suitcase on I pull out a pair of leggings and a baggy shirt.

He takes a second and starts patting down the bed, probably to see how wet my bed was. He looks over, "Are those the outfits you're wearing?" He comes over beside me and starts messing with the outfits that are hanging on the rack.

I nod my head and grab my bag of makeup and things, "Yeah," I grab the short floral one, "This is for the speech." I move it to show off a marron dress, "This is for the gala thing." I show him the suit top then pull a white shirt and jeans out of my suitcase, "This is for the breakfast on Sunday."

"You are going to look amazing all weekend," he says with a smile. "I can't wait to have you wrapped around my arm." I sigh then walk around him to the bathroom, I quickly hop out of the clothes I was in and into the dry clean clothes. Mark was sitting at the head of the bed, one of his legs hanging off. "I'm sorry," I stare at him confused, "For the comment I just made."

I shake my head, "Don't be." I give him a slight smile and walk back to bed and look at the bag that he brought with him. "Oh yeah," I say walking over to my backpack and grab my laptop. I open it, sign in and get to the Netflix application. "Here, you can choose something while I put this on my face."

He smiles as I start digging through the bag, I throw the bag of chocolate down next to him. "You're not signed in so I'll log in under my account." He start typing quickly then starts clicking. I grab the bubble bath bag and take it to the bathroom putting it on the rim of the bathtub. Walking back Mark is intently staring at the screen. The last thing I grab is the actual face mask. I put the empty bag on the dresser behind me and I rip open the package. I put the clear liquid on my finger and move over to the mirror making sure I don't get it in my hair. Putting it down my neck and walk back out to Mark whose still staring at the screen. "Do you want to do a face mask with me?"

He looks over at my confused, "I mean, if there's extra. Sure I'll try it."

I stare at him kind of confused as well, "I was asking rhetorically but I mean, do you want to?"

"Sure?" he says I walk over beside him on the bed and look at his face, "Wait," he says holding up his finger. "Is it going to burn?"

"No," I say shaking my head, "It's going to be very cold then it's going to harden. You peel it when it's hard. But for you I'm only going to do your cheeks and forehead."

He stares at the gel on my finger, "Why?"

"Because it's going to be a bitch to get out of your beard." I smile. "You ready?"

He looks back over to the computer in front of him, "Sure?" I place the goop on my finger under his left eye, he looks over at me, "Oh wow, that's really cold."

I nod, "I told you." I continue to apply the gel, I get to his forehead and realize my hands are covered in gel that I can't move the little bit of hair that's hanging in his face. "Hold your hair back?"

He reaches up and holds his hair back, "I have no idea what to watch."

Looking at the screen I see the old show that we never finished. "We could finish that show?" I point my knuckle at it. "I know I never finished it."