Outside MST 3000, Friday Evening

[dollpocalypse]

Okay. So maybe, despite all their nights of drinking with the rest of the guys, Topher had never hung out with just Tony and Billy before. And maybe he had sort of appreciated that, because hanging out with both of them at once was weird since, you know, it was Tony and also Billy and they were both sort of... important and whatever. But they were

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[selfhelphero]

There was definitely something different about the idea of hanging out with just Tony and Topher, and not just because there wouldn't be alcohol involved in their movie viewing. Billy had been looking forward to this all day - all week, even - and while he'd felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he hadn't checked it yet, figuring he could sneak a quick glance once he was with the others. It'd be rude to show up late, right? Right.

"Hey," he said, waving to Topher once he spotted him.

[dollpocalypse]

"Hey," Topher said, looking... slightly distracted by his phone. Oh man, this was going to be so awkward. Then with a slight blush, he amended, "I mean, hi." Shoving his phone back into his pocket, along with both hands, he shifted from foot to foot for a moment and then said, "So... what's up?"

Smooth, this guy.

[selfhelphero]

"Nothing much," Billy said, taking the blush as nervousness about being around Tony. He totally got how that felt. "Is Tony on his way?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Um," Topher said, more than a little bit awkwardly. "Did he... not text you?"