13281/Dorm Life

Dorm Life
Date of Scene:	05 November 2022
Location:	Behind the Library - Happy Harbor High School
Synopsis:	Stormy weather messes with a study date.
Cast of Characters:	Billy Batson, Sunny Harlow

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Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson flies into his dorm room. He didn't feel like taking the train and ferry from Sunny's. Before turning back, he turns on his laptop and scans news of a fire. He has to see how his girl did after all. He also throws a bag of popcorn in his microwave. He goes over rapid breaking news items. Nothing yet and for the moment remains Shazam. Where the heck did she get to? It's kind of silly to worry about a person who can juggle several average villains at once. But... it's Sunny. He's pretty sure she worries about him.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
Eventually she'd make her way there, a zip towards the window before she made her way with an arrival...but news was already showing, images of her carrying out people over her shoulders or making her way through the smoke. Still, the footage was cut by reality as a Sunny back in her 'civillian' clothing squeezed into the space and closed the barrier, a bag tucked over her shoulder.

"Hey there!"

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson eeps and turns around. He's not used to people flying in on him. Let alone pretty young women he's awfully fond of. He goes around her and peeks out, then draws the shade. The popcorn picks this moment t start popping. He rests his hands on Sunny's shoulders and touches foreheads. "I saw the news. You were great. Sorry I had to sit it out. So welcome to casa Billy... or Guillermo. I'm making popcorn... I have cold drinks in the minifridge there. Wait, let me give you the tour... bathroom, bunk beds, work station, kitchen stuff. Afraid that's it." He puckers up for a kiss, talked out for the moment.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"Popcorn is good," she grins, leaning her head to his for a moment and then grinning as she shrugged out of her coat. "And it's fine. I felt bad leaving you with dad like that but...well, I wasn't going to out you for the whole Shazam thing..." she offers before returning the kiss and laughing a little at the tour before dropping her bag down into one corner of the room. "Figures that a fire would break out while I'm in the middle of a redesign."

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson says the word. Billy gets out of the jacket h'd worn to Sunny's house and hangs his and her clothing up in the door. The microwave bings and he gets the popcorn and dishes it out, sitting on the lower bed he makes room for her. Shazam takes up too much room. Billy pats the mattress and then says, "What's in the bag... they don't allow sleep overs, Ms. Harlow..." He feigns shock.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
A lazy little roll of her eyes, Sunny folds her arms under her bust before reaching up for some of the popcorn. "Homework," she chuckles lightly. "We're not doing the sleepovers bit yet anyway...just the rescuing and world-saving thing, right?"

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson shakes his head. "No I think we have a while for sleepovers. Yes rescues and world saving... and some smooching." He snuggles closer to her. "Homework, hunh? You sure I won't distract you?" He gives her a little peck. "Oh... I spoke to Pantheon and he wants to meet you. We're going to let him vet you to the others and then we'll have a big reveal and you can be an honorary Shazam!"

Boom!

The mattress is suddenly more crowded. Sunny now feels petite. "Darn it. I only louse up like this when you're around."

Sunny Harlow has posed:
A light jump at the sudden crash of lightning and Sunny looks down at the bed, half expecting it to be slightly singed. Of course, she was quick enough to adjust, leaning lazily against him and nodding her head. "I'm sure, but you can keep me company...assuming you're not too busy 'lousing'." A grin, the blonde stretches out, a lean against the wall and her legs across his lap as she draws out her book and a pen. "So, which one is 'Pantheon?"

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson pulls Sunny's shoes off. Before e changes back he gives her feet a rub. One she can appreciate being she's nigh invulnerable. "Pantheon is the blond guy in the blue uniform. He got the brains. I mean we all have some aspect of our powers that we stand out on. Whiz is the fastest, Thunderbolt is the most graceful... she was flying from the start. I had to make these leaps for a while. The others don't have hero names yet. One is the strongest, the other uses lightning but to control tech. I mainly go for blasting things and weather effects. Is this going to distract you, my oh-so mature girlfriend?"

"Hey... you aren't ticklish, are you? I'd hate to see my furniture wrecked?"

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"So he's the smart one?" she teases lightly as she listens to the offered names and commits them to memory as best she can. She'd write them down, but this -was- her work book. Instead she continues to work away as he works, only to sigh a little at the foot rub and grin. "I'm sure I can deal..."

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson catches the sigh and smirks a little. "I can deal with this too. I guess you don't have anyone else to do this... if you do, point them out to me. I'd like to have a few words with them. But Sadly, I should probably turn back just in case someone does come by... " he takes a look at her expression at the thought of foot rubbus interruptus. "OK five more minutes... Muffin." He does reach onto this work station to grab his ear bids and phone. He actually was reviewing his podcasts and making notes for improving his delivery. And he did need to update his Patreon page.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"I'll survive," Sunny mock-sighs, only for his use of her parent's nickname to earn a face and a slow-mo 'kick' at his head. "Can't promise you will though, if you keep calling me that....only my dad calls me that, and it's terrible."

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam becomes Billy again. No smoldering mattress. Magic you know. It also wouldn't do Sunny's outfit much good. He squelches that line of thought fast. Settling in he does try to keep rubbing her feet as she seems to enjoy it and wonders how long she plans on studying. "I will rub you feet until forgiven super Sunny."

He is silent a while and pretty happy and of course Sunny has perfect feet. Of course.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
Viltrumite DNA was probably up there with Kryptonian DNA, either that or her species had essentially practiced some rather shady population control...but that wouldn't make sense for the utopian society, right? Still she continues her writing, pausing after a few minutes to grin. "So...are you getting anything done, or pondering a career in thereputic massage? Magic would make for one hell of a muscle stimulator.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson takes one ear bud off. "I'm working on some do's and don't's for my podcasting and looking at ideas for future casts. I do make some money off this stuff. It takes work. Lightning massage... you want me to try it? You want the other guy back? Human hands not cutting it for ya?" He adopts a rueful expression. Then he shrugs and says, "Why not?" He does yank one sock, then the other off and grab her feet securely.

"Shazam!"

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"Maybe next time," she begins. "I'm not sure it's such a great ide-aaah!" she begins. Magic is fine, tingly or not, but current conducts and...the pen in her hand explodes. It could have been from voltage, or from muscles that could tear through muscle tensing, but there was a sudden splat of ink and both Sunny and her work was now featuring a dark stain.

"Ah c'mon!" she pouts, shaking her hand and making to stand up with a sigh. "Well...I think you better shelve that idea, or work on your timing."

Looks like homework time was over early, aside from the fact she now had to rewrite those notes.

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam ohs. Ahs. Aws. He dos grab the inked paper and quickly redoes it on a fresh sheet of paper. Speed of Mercury makes his hand and pen blur and he even does a passable copy of her handwriting. He goes to his dresser and pulls out another one of his red shirts and hands it to her. "Sorry, Sunny." Zeus meanwhile does a knuckle crack implying he let her off light. Shazam goes to look away from her, out the window in fact, peeping behind the shade. He even slumps a little, suddenly more of a seventeen year old than Billy.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"It's fine I...huh." Okay, that was handy. Maybe she needed to just dictate notes to him next study time. Shazam would make one hell of a teaching assistant or legal aid! Still she does shake her head lightly, gesturing to herself. "It's fine, I'll wash it when I get home. Lets be honest, this is far from the first outfit I've ruined. At least this one isn't on fire."

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam turns back to her and sweeps her up in a hug. "You're the greatest. I guess I still don't know my own strength. I will pay for the cleaner's bill though. No arguments. And I won't call you... that name anymore. You want to fight crime or something? Just fly a patrol. Or you can go back to your studies and I'll stop showing off like a goof. I mean, I have another pen. Your notes are replaced. I just have to let go of you. that's the hard part." He does release her though, and turn back to prove no tricks.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
A little chuckle, Sunny moves and leans up, pecking his forehead. "I think I'm going to leave you to get stuff done and head home...I don't know if I can survive being here much longer. It's more dangerous than the factory fire!"

With that and a tug of her jacket around her shoulders, the blonde looks for the window. "How about you come see me at the cafe...and I'll try not to pour coffee on you in revenge."

A wink, she took to the night sky.