How dare you. [ she tries to appear annoyed, or disappointed, or something, but it lasts all of half a second before she's laughing and scooping up the remote. while flicking through the options she backs up to the couch, and rather unceremoniously drops into august's lap. ] Two can play at that game, asshole.

[ she puts a random episode on and settles in, making herself comfortable on top of legs that - if she's being honest - aren't all that easy to get comfortable on. it's a matter of principle though, so she props her feet up on the couch and starts unwrapping her sandwich. ]

Best get used to this, when I netflix and chill we're here for the long haul. [ and because she's the best ever, she leans forward just enough to grab the wine bottle she'd started drinking from earlier off of the floor, and twists slightly to hand it to august. ] All my glasses are dirty.