I stored my suitcase under my bed. “No, Hannah. I’m being serious. I’m still a virgin, okay? There’s nothing wrong with that. I’m sure as hell not sharing my body with a man I don’t know who is only going to take what he wants before leaving. Got it?”
Her eyebrows rose. “Wow, you cursed.”
“Because I’m serious, and I want you to drop the topic.”
She placed the pizza on her bed. “Consider it dropped.”
“Now, if you want to have something to go with this pizza, help me with that red suitcase of mine.”
“Why? What’s in it?”
“Why don’t you hand it to me and we can see?”
She shrugged as she set the pizza down, then walked over to the suitcase leaning against the wall. The second she picked it up, her eyes ignited. I smiled brightly as she carried it over to me. I carefully unzipped the hardened case and flipped open the top. My pride and joy from last year. A present my father got me specifically for dorm living.
“You brought the TV back,” Hannah said.
I nodded. “I brought the TV back.”
“Here, we can use my dresser as a little mount since it’s already over on this side of the room.”
“That’s what I was thinking. Because putting its back toward the window won’t cast that awful glare we had last year.”
“I’ll shove the dresser over and you hook it up. I’m terrible with shit like that.”
I nodded. “Sounds good. I need to dig out all the cables, anyway.”
Hannah groaned. “Do we have the DVD player, too?”
I pulled out the Roku stick. “Oh, no. We’ve got something much better.”
“I fucking love your parents. And the fact that you’re an only child.”
I shrugged. Sure, maybe my parents did spoil me. Between my mother’s successful interior design business and my father’s pharmaceutical work, they were more than comfortable. But I didn’t consider myself spoiled. Sure, they treated me to things every now and again. I didn’t let that get in the way of the important things, though. Like school, and making very good grades. Studying for tests was always a priority, and I had a life plan laid out that didn’t include any sort of money my parents always talked about throwing at me once I graduated.
Hannah sighed. “All right. Ready when you are.”
“When I tell you to, I need you to rattle off the password for this wifi so I can make sure everything hooks up well.”
“I can do that.”
I heaved the television up. “Good.”
I heard Hannah munching on pizza as the smell of that hot honey filled the air. It was very distracting, but it only made me work quicker. I got the television hooked up with power and slipped the Roku stick into the HDMI port. I checked to make sure the power worked, and before I knew it the Roku was prompting me to sign into the wifi.
“All right. Password time.”
Hannah swallowed hard before she cleared her throat.
“Capital U-lowercase o-Capital M, 9-3-4-1, underscore-lowercase c-Capital O-lowercase m.”
I typed it in. “Well, that was complex. Let’s see if it works.”
I watched the loading screen as the Roku did its thinking. I’d brought the DVD player just in case we needed it. But I hoped the internet was strong enough for something like this. I murmured to myself, saying a little prayer for our pizza and movie night. And when the home screen for the Roku popped up, I threw my fists into the air.
“Victory is ours!”
Hannah clapped her hands. “Now get over here and help me eat this food. And grab me a soda, would you?”