Delilah June
Professional Lurker
Rosa pats Melyssa on the head. "Thought so." She giggles, hearing a voice from the entrance. "Morning, Isabel." She says. She was going to blurt out it was movie night, but she really didn't want to overwhelm her with, "IT'S MOVIE NIGHT"S or "Hurry up, sit down, press play"s. She shifts on the couch, catching the movie thrown to her.