❝So hand me that remote❞

[guiltapalooza]

Characters: Willow (guiltapalooza) and you! OPEN.
Setting: The media level.
Format: Action tags preferably, but I can prose if you wish!
Summary: Willow has way more free time than she's used to, especially without school to be a perfectionist over. She finds herself watching a lot of movies. Feel free to make multi-character threads and join existing ones, by the way!
Warnings: None.

[At the moment Willow is watching Zombieland, a movie right up her alley but from several years past her time, so she'd never had a chance to see it before. She's sitting on a couch across from the TV, hand in a bowl of chips and giggling periodically.

On the screen, there's a college-aged boy with poofy, curly hair running hurriedly away from a zombie co-ed with a broken ankle.] You just can't trust anyone, [says the narration.] The first girl I let into my life and she tries to eat me.

[Goddess, does that remind her of Xander. For once it's a happy reminder, though, and she practically chokes on some chips laughing at it. Him and that preying mantis teacher...

Follow the sounds of giggling and come interrupt her?]

Comments

[guiltapalooza]

"I can give it a shot? Or at least be puzzled with you. Way better than being puzzled alone."

[deadliestberet]

"If you say so." Preston sighed for a moment and went through some of the questions in his head. "Um, you wouldn't happen to know what's in this collar?"

[guiltapalooza]

"No, but we do get regular check ups where they change the fluid." And she looked like she found the experience disturbing.

"It's... all pretty creepy. I feel like I'm being lulled into complacency sometimes, and then there's stuff like this, interrupting, and suddenly I'm not lulled at all."

[deadliestberet]

He nodded his head a little in understanding. Being put in any situation where you were being forced to take an unknown injection would be creepy...Not to say those injections that the Army had him take were creepy, just strange. Kind of like the current situation. The only differenance was that he wasn't getting a needle shoved into his ass cheek.

"A-ah...I think I can understand the feeling."

[guiltapalooza]

"Sorry? I'd kinda hope no one else would have to understand the feeling. Though that's probably implausible."

She sighs. Wishful thinking so rarely got her anywhere except bad wishes.