He walked toward the kitchen. “You sort of fidget whenever the bad guy’s on screen.” “No I don’t.” I clicked a button so I had them both in view. Grabbing another bag of popcorn, he popped it into the microwave. “You so do. Remember Avengers? Loki?” She shrugged. “Not really.” “You fidgeted then, too. The Joker—I’m talking Heath Ledger and the Jared Leto one. Fidget.” “No I didn’t.” She turned to glare at him. “Ramsay Bolton, Game of Thrones? Fidget.”
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