JOSS & NIGEL FROM PLL
Nigel: "I love that you watch my cartoons with me!"
Joss: "It's not even a normal cartoon for an adult to watch, it's just like, a cartoon."
Nigel: "We are sharing things of our us, though."
Alex texts her a picture of her new pet lizard, and it's adorable, and you can see the dam break and all the stupid run out and finally Joss figures out how easy this could actually be: To just have a friend, to just love somebody. Converting a friend into a lover is threading a needle -- "if you do it and you're still unhappy, then you know that the problem is you" -- but coming back from bad-idea sex, if you can do it, is one of the best feelings you can have with a person.
I am quite taken with this thing, that I could never put into words but have always tried to follow, which is that romance and friendship are not so much opposites or mutually destructive things on a menu, and more that they tell the story of each other. Fall in love with your friends with all the romance of a lover, and deeply into friendship and kinship with the people you sleep with, and you will never ever go astray. Everybody gets out alive. I don't know what the next move is here, but it's okay however it goes, because this was the hard part. It made Joss (and hell, Harry too) into a person you could love.
Nigel: "Taking a shower, care to join me?"
Think about that. Then let it go.
By the time he gets out of the shower, she's gone. He thinks for a second she's playing a game, but the truth is that she's stopped.
MAISON AFTER DARK
April: "That was great!"
Richard: "You should probably mark this bed down, after all that."
April: "Oh, SHIT. What time is it?"
Richard: "Oh my God we are the worst here are your panties oh my God."
April: "Wait, it's actually early. They're at play rehearsal."
Richard: "Whew! Fakeout. Round two?"
April: "Round two."
When she gets home, upstairs, Harry blushes: She caught him reading What To Expect, guiltily. Hating himself for hoping, but for doubting too. At the same time, both. Mourning and wishing at once. Mostly he's just happy she's home: "Maybe one day," he says, putting it back on the shelf. He just sees her looking older and more beautiful than when she left: He has no idea how brave she is, or how free she's about to be.