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tv?

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you keep saying words that i do not know

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you know that big box thing that looks like a black window??
that's a tv
the movie happens inside the tv
it's like a tiny play but much better

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okay? great. thanks for the information.

he watched Kill Will :|

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no you don't understand
it's amazing it's not like a play
i think you'd like it

i saw this movie where this assassin swordswoman hunts down other assassin women for revenge and one of them beheads a guyand you see all the blood erupting from his throat like a little geyser but it's also funny?? there's another scene where the woman scalps another woman in a garden in the snow..... but the movie has really beautiful colors and stuff, like the red blood on the white snow.... i've never seen anything like it

kill willl.... lmfao

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i didn't realizing messaging you once over this device was going to invite you to prattle off at me about things you see

I just want to keep doing this with random movie titles, please help me

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no its cuz I think you’d like it

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i'll take your word for it

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not all of them are like that
there are other movies

I’ve just only seen two so far but there are many kinds

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do you want to watch a movie with me, zuko?

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i think you'd like it

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ask me.

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cant you just say yes or no......

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ask me

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would you?

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yes :)

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ok.when? and where?? yamamoto and gokudera's...? maybe it's weird to invite myself to their house like that though, you're technically still yamamoto's guest right........

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i doubt either of them would mind, although they may interrupt if you intended just to have some quality time with me

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"quality time......?"
just trying to be polite, obviously i know they wouldn't mind, i watch tv with gokudera there sometimes anyway

actually now that i think of it though
our tv is much bigger than theirs
it made a big difference for the movies, better details
...so maybe my place after all......?

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my schedule isn't busy, tell me when you want me and i will come

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when you want. i'm off two days so i'll be home

this is my address, use the map thing
just tell me before you come so i can let my roommates know you'll be here.....

[ He drops a pin. Really, he doesn't want to clear his roommates for the sake of quality alone time with his sister; he just doesn't want to deal with introducing Azula to the host club... It's too much for him right now; he already has a lot of confused, stressful feelings in his mind these days, and he doesn't need that kind of extra energy on his day off. Besides, he'd be clearing them out for all their sakes, really. This group is not an intuitive match even without Azula thrown in the mix. Living here has been very good exercise for Zuko deliberately practicing patience. ]

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what if i come now? do you have a movie ready for us

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yeah there's a million inside the tv, you'll see what i mean
we can pick one when you get here

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[ She really had nothing else to do, but that wasn't the only reason she was happy to spend time entertaining him. Truthfully, this Zuko reminded her of the only time where everything seemed okay. He had come back to her, she was happy. Or as happy as she could have ever been under Ozai's thumb with her world shattering around her while she thought she had complete control, anyway. Those moments were still fresh on his mind, whereas for them now... things were so complicated.

It was always complicated, but years ago, for a moment, they had been in tune. He wanted to keep her close here, too. Sports and now this? He hid from her because he thought she would kill him, and now? Sanguis had really illuminated things for her, her reality was shifting and now the thought of keeping Zuko at a distance seemed foolish when he was offering himself up on a silver platter.

Azula had already known his address, but she wouldn't tell him that, the path familiar enough as she had let herself trek it a handful of times before deciding haunting his roommates wasn't worth the destruction to their fragile relationship. She expects them to be gone now, knowing that regardless of how he felt of her there would be no trust with his friends.

She couldn't blame him for that.

Anyway! She's knocking on his door! She'd let herself in but this is her trying to be polite. ]

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[ Zuko was surprising even himself with this invitation, in fact. The sports — he wanted to win at kuai ball, legitimately. He trusts Yamamoto to be a formidable kuai ball opponent, and he can't lose at his own game. Hide and Explode — a nostalgic whim, might-as-well type invitation. This idea was different, and confused him, who went back and forth sometimes a few times a day on what sort of relationship suits them here... Those times they'd spent together peacefully, despite his own personal anxieties, and their trip to Ember Island, the intimate night on the beach — these were recent memories, and conflicted his feelings of ire and combative defense that had come to follow, but which likewise are all but irrelevant here, going with his model of thinking that'd comforted him until her arrival.

Now, shedding his life did not seem so cut-and-dry. Even if it'd just been Uncle who'd arrived, Zuko knew he'd understand on some level, and they had buried the hatchet very recently before Zuko came. Azula? Technically, threats and whatever had them at each other's throats were all no longer were at play. Logically, there were many things between them that should dissolve here... Easier said than done. Even after inviting her, a part of him had a gut regretful reaction — "why did I do that?" he said aloud. What is his expectation? But on the other hand, a louder part of him told him this was the way to approach their new chance at... something else. This was the right thing to do, it felt like? And truth be told, he found himself looking forward some, thinking/hoping it'd maybe actually be a genuinely nice time, by the time she got there — which surely wasn't very long, no surprise.

The small hall leading from the front door to the living room at least obscured for the moment the decorative horror that lies within. A few pairs of shoes are lined up by the door, as per his Japanese roommates, which he'd nod at to indicate to her once he lets her in. He takes a deep breath before opening the door, and greets her with a somewhat blank expression, brows slightly knitted as naturally as they almost always are. He'd thought about his opening line prior, too. ]

Hey.