[She smiles and nods, glancing down at her phone only for a moment before shutting it off and looking back at him.] Oh, dude, yeah. Sure thing. It’s on my nightstand.
[stands up and walks over to it and picks it up] Wow, so close to your bed. It’s that special to you, huh?
[She stops texting and looks up at him from her place on the floor, where she has sprawled herself out on an array of pillows and surrounded herself with magazines.] Yep! Back here.
[he walks to the back of the cabin and pulls out a baggie of weed. he squats across from the magazines in front of her] Hey remember that pipe I gave you for Christmas? Let’s use it.
Uhm, yes way? [She reaches out to smack the side of his head.] Do it! Now! The Canucks could totally beat the Bruins! Especially with me cheering them on.
[rubs his head] Okay, we’ll see next time the Bruins and Canucks play! …Next season, I suppose.
I— You— [She gasps.] You take that back right now!
[lets himself into cabin cabin three and calls out] Hey, Viv, are you in here?
[She blinks at him and gives him her best disapproving glare before caving and swatting his hands away from her shirt.] Oh shut up, idiot. [Sliding closer to him so now she’s basically fully on his lap, she smirks.] You just totally better bring your A-game.
Well, I’m expecting A-plus work from you, Miss Casey. [he says, using a teacher voice, before he kisses her]
[Shakes her head, slightly smiling] Gods Jules. You’re such a piss off, you know?
Hey, don’t use that tone with me. I’m a piss off that you love.
I could— I could masquerade as a boy to join the Canadiens, then— wait. No. The Canucks. It’d be more popular if it were a Canuck beating the living crap out of a Bruin. If I were at a game and knew it were going to happen, I’d have popcorn, cotton candy— the works. But, of course, you didn’t hear that from me.
It would be a shame for you to have all that good food at the game, only to watch the Bruins win the game and beat the Canucks so good.
I don’t know, sweetie. I have standards. I’m going to need a little convincing. [She fights back a smile as she tugs up on the bottom of his shirt with one hand and leans back in, placing a finger under his chin to guide him to her.]
[he pulls away suddenly and shrugs] Okay, if you don’t want to… [he presses his lips together and starts to set her button-up shirt back in place on her shoulders, all with exaggerated nonchalance like a school teacher, but it’s obvious he wants her to stop him]
All the fuckin’ time, man. [She giggles under her breath and nuzzles his face very lightly with her own, pausing only to brush her lips against his jaw before pulling back from him slightly so she can correct her statement.] No, I haven’t. Not yet. Have you?
Nope. [he pushes her unbuttoned button-up shirt off her shoulders and down her back] So we should try it.