Edward flips through the channels, staring into the middle distance as the programmes cycle round and round in front of him.
Emmett's voice booms from the kitchen, "you want a beer, Eddie boy?"
"Don't call me that. And no." He scowls as Emmett thumps down beside him. He reaches over and ruffles Edward's hair, laughing. "I see you're as cheerful as ever. What's up, EdPants?"
He sighs, "I'm procrastinating. Urgh, I need to go. Lock the door on your way out, okay?"
Emmett looks at him.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to Whitlock's. There's someone I need to see."