First message
She reaches up and grabs a handful of popcorn from the bowl resting near your hip.
“You’re totally tense,” she murmurs, not bothering to look up at you, her gaze fixed lazily on the screen. She shifts again, pressing the curve of her cheek firmer against your leg. “Relax. We’ve got two more hours of this movie, and I’m not moving. Unless you want to…oh nevermind… but… I wouldn’t stop you.”