forbidden.

Kaycee offered a grin and nodded as she got the movie ready. By the time Braeson came back, the movie was ready and she nodded to Braeson's question. "Yeah, the movie's ready. You didn't burn the popcorn, did you?" she asked with amusement, though she settled on her bed, her legs folded under her as she held the remote. Turning her attention to the TV, she went ahead to press play.

(If you want, we can figure out something to skip to? Or just skip to the next day or when their parents get home?)

Braeson and Kaycee watched movies until she passed out. He smiled and tucked her into bed before cutting off the tv and system and retreating to his own room. He read some more of his Anatomy text before lying down and falling asleep himself. He vaguely remembered hearing his dad come through the door but he couldn't be sure about that. When his alarm went off the next morning he shut it off, letting himself sleep for another thirty minutes before getting up and getting ready for the day. He had a meeting with his lab partner over their final project for the semester but that wasn't until around three. He made his way down stairs, hoping to find something for breakfast.

Kaycee wasn't sure what time she had fallen asleep the night before, but she could hear somebody's alarm that morning, which had woken her up. Usually, she relied on her mom waking her, but she figured the alarm was Braeson's because she hadn't heard any alarms before. She was mildly surprised to find herself tucked under her blankets, but it was a pleasant surprise all the same. Climbing off her bed, she got ready for the day and headed downstairs, though she could hear movement in her mom and step-dad's room. When she spotted Braeson in the kitchen, she offered a small grin. "Morning," she greeted, "If you want breakfast, my mom will be down soon to make it, since it sounds like they're awake."