Charlette pressed against his side under the blankets. He was quite warm. He felt nice, he smelt nice. She took a sip of Coke and another handful of popcorn. Her eyes were fixed on the screen for a few more moments before she got a bit bold, putting an arm across him, blushing softly, looking up at him.<br/><br/>"Do you mind? Just getting comfortable, is all." That was a half truth. Better than a full fledged lie. Her side was pressed into his side and with him sitting half-way up it was almost like they were snuggling, though she kept her head on the pillow and the one arm across his abdomen.