Author's Notes/Warnings: More college age nonsense. Watching Godzilla for research. Mention of current events as past events. Author's own strange sense of humor.
"Babe, why are we watching this again?" Scott asked, as Gojira appeared on the virtual screen. He didn't really mind watching the movie for the third time in a week, but he was getting nervous at the rather copious amount of notes Conrad was taking.
"Just making sure I didn't miss anything," Conrad responded, one hand typing, the other stealing some of Scott's popcorn, "the TA is already miffed I pulled the legs out from under his pet theory, and he's irritated that Professor Patel likes the premise of this paper: the ever-evolving allegory of the Godzilla film series, in particular the original film, and the Corvid-19 pandemic of 2020."
"This is a 'bored introvert' thing?" Scott grinned, and moved his popcorn.
"Yep," Conrad didn't take his eyes off the screen as he reached for more popcorn, his hand landing in Scott's lap. He snorted softly, paused the movie and looked at Scott, "I take you think there are other things to entertain a bored introvert?"
"Well, now that you mention it…" Scott waggled his eyebrows.
"I do need to watch this again at some point this weekend," Conrad smiled slowly.
"Sure."
"Okay," Conrad stopped the film and set his tablet aside, "now what?"
Scott pounced, and Conrad laughed.
Later
Scott woke up and immediately bolted to his feet as an enormous maw readied to swallow him.
"Son of a bitch!"
It took him a moment to realize the virtual screen was now above the bed rather then against the wall and he was standing in the middle of it.
Conrad looked up at him from the bed and said mildly:
"No, Scottie, Minilla doesn't show up until Son of Godzilla."
Scott stared at him for a minute, then lay back down on the bed.
"Babe," he sighed affectionately, resting his head on Conrad's shoulder, "we've got to work on your sense of humor."
"I thought we just did that?"
Scott closed his eyes and laughed.