Calitown ~ PTP RP {OPEN}

[spring.]

Rowan walked through the neighborhood, silently. He moved towards a park bench and sat, looking at the dirty brownish bench as he sat. The happy-go-lucky male found himself bored, something he hated to be. He looked up at the sky, leaning back on the bench and letting it support his small frame. He watched the clouds for a bit looking for something to do.

[kanekikennn]

Váli rolled their eyes and turned around, walking back toward the three shelves of movies pressed to the walls. Sighing, they scanned through the titles, mumbling the names underneath their breath, and finally came across two that seemed to catch their interest. Though, they weren't so sure that Pol would enjoy the movies. Frowing, they plucked the two cases from the shelf and held them up, quirking an eyebrow at him. "Heathers?" they asked, tossing the other movie aside before he could see it. They'd grabbed the wrong one, anyway.

[RoJayBirdy]

Váli rolled their eyes and turned around, walking back toward the three shelves of movies pressed to the walls. Sighing, they scanned through the titles, mumbling the names underneath their breath, and finally came across two that seemed to catch their interest. Though, they weren't so sure that Pol would enjoy the movies. Frowing, they plucked the two cases from the shelf and held them up, quirking an eyebrow at him. "Heathers?" they asked, tossing the other movie aside before he could see it. They'd grabbed the wrong one, anyway.

{Sooo sorry I didn't reply...}

"Sure!" Pol said, walking over to Váli. He'd never heard of this movie but he tended to like movies so he'd probably love this one too. He glanced around the room, trying to decide where to sit. He didn't want to get butter or grease on the furniture, so he picked a spot on the floor and settled down.

[kanekikennn]

Váli grinned and put in the disc, blowing it off beforehand, just in case. They pressed "play" and snatched the remote from the table and retreated back to the couch, sitting cross-legged on the cushions. They glanced over their shoulder back at Pol. "Popcorn?" they asked, quirking an eyebrow at him.