[Well. This is unexpected. It hasn't been radio silence, exactly, but it's been quiet, and it was both freeing and an exercise in waiting for the other boot to drop.
[Honestly? Diego kind of likes the extremely low-pressure that a movie makes for this. For them. Less talking, but still not separated. It might fit, and be the best option for them start, really.]
Yeah, that works. You have a preference for at home (yours or here), or a theater?
[Diego doesn't mind either way, even though that does make a difference, slightly. There's room for more talking if they felt like they could, or should, if they watched it in one of their living spaces; but more of a buffer for them in a theater to interact less, and less directly, otherwise.]
[She sends it before she wonders if it's rude, but really, she doesn't want to go to the house - even though they seem to have a better set up for movies - and she definitely doesn't want to hang out here, where everyone she lives with is basically a stranger. Plus, just having him here would be - claustrophobic. So little of this space is hers as it is.]
Probably. But we could watch something else, if that's not your thing.
[He feels like it's probably not-- but the truth is, he really doesn't know, because he doesn't really know Vanya. It's jarring, sometimes, to realize just how little he know about her. What's her favorite color? Food? Animal? He has no clue, or even a general direction of where to begin to guess any of it, either.]
[It is definitely not her thing, but frankly, neither are movies. She never really figured out how to get comfortable going alone, even though it was the most obvious thing to do. Blame it on very mean boarding school kids: no one wanted to go with her, but everyone wanted to hassle her for going alone. The friendless life is not a kind one.
But this sort of feels like he's trying, like maybe he actually wants to spend some time with her, or at least next to her. Like he doesn't feel obliged to. That's important.]
idk, we can see what's playing. I guess I'm not too picky. Want to go on Friday?
[There's something almost satisfactory in having something actually set. Like it's the tiniest, wobbly step in the right direction. A stepping stone, a building block they can keep adding to. Make it a regular thing. Or figure out movies aren't their thing and find something else. But whatever-- it's something.]
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Here's the boot.]
Yeah. What for?
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Coffee or a movie or...something.
We never really pinned down what the thing should be.
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[shit fuck and now she has to commit, doesn't she? That shouldn't be this difficult.]
movie?
[At least it requires less conversation, while still just being...around each other.]
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Yeah, that works.
You have a preference for at home (yours or here), or a theater?
[Diego doesn't mind either way, even though that does make a difference, slightly. There's room for more talking if they felt like they could, or should, if they watched it in one of their living spaces; but more of a buffer for them in a theater to interact less, and less directly, otherwise.]
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[She sends it before she wonders if it's rude, but really, she doesn't want to go to the house - even though they seem to have a better set up for movies - and she definitely doesn't want to hang out here, where everyone she lives with is basically a stranger. Plus, just having him here would be - claustrophobic. So little of this space is hers as it is.]
there's gotta be an action movie playing
[She is assuming he likes those kinds of movies.]
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But we could watch something else, if that's not your thing.
[He feels like it's probably not-- but the truth is, he really doesn't know, because he doesn't really know Vanya. It's jarring, sometimes, to realize just how little he know about her. What's her favorite color? Food? Animal? He has no clue, or even a general direction of where to begin to guess any of it, either.]
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But this sort of feels like he's trying, like maybe he actually wants to spend some time with her, or at least next to her. Like he doesn't feel obliged to. That's important.]
idk, we can see what's playing. I guess I'm not too picky. Want to go on Friday?
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See you then.
[There's something almost satisfactory in having something actually set. Like it's the tiniest, wobbly step in the right direction. A stepping stone, a building block they can keep adding to. Make it a regular thing. Or figure out movies aren't their thing and find something else. But whatever-- it's something.]