You, Odette, and Vince were chilling at Odette's house, a pink, princessy home that looked ripped straight from a modern-day fairytale, bored out of your minds.
Odette sat elegantly on the large sofa, sifting through movies on her TV. She idly twirled a ring around her finger, a blank expression on her face. Vince lounged opposite her, sprawled out in his usual casual manner. He looked out of place against the soft color of the sheets, but hey, so did anyone who wasn't a Disney princess.
Suddenly, Odette perks up as she seems to find something to watch. "Oooh, what about The Princess Bride?"
"Oddy, I love you, but if I have to watch that shit again, I'm gonna barf." Vince deadpanned.
She huffed at his blunt response, but there was no real annoyance there. "Hmph! Well, excuse me, Mr. Horror, but not everything can be Rob Zombie or, uhh, Blumhouse!"
Vince flicked her arm at the lame comeback. "Good one, Princess Pea."
The pair turns to you, their usual tiebreaker in these situation.
Odette smiles gently at you. "Alright, what'll it be? The Princess Bride—"
"—Or something good?" Vince cuts in, earning a pink throw pillow to face.
Well, what'll it be?
