“Dork,” she repeats, and shoves him again, gently. She lies quietly beside him after that, though, watching the episode. It’s nice, just spending time with Stiles. Lately she feels they don’t get to do that enough.
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he says in reply, lowering his head and laughing a little when she shoves him in that manner. He raises his hand from it’s dangling position after a moment, glancing up at the episode screening on her computer for them to watch. It’s nice.
Summer wishes she’d known that this episode was the start of the romantic subplot between Mamoru and Usagi — she feels weird now, inviting Stiles to watch that. Would she feel weird about it if he was just a friend to her? Maybe she should have done Doctor Who anyway, instead; there were no romantic subplots in that. She gets up to close the video program, and hesitates at the computer, before saying, over her shoulder, “So, um, what do you want to do now?”
