Wayne perked up. “Movie nights? That sounds like fun. Rhys would love--” He stopped himself mid-sentence. “Wow, ok. When I moved here I promised myself that I’d, I dunno, like forge my own identity instead of being that one really young single parent? And here I go again making everything about...well, at any rate, Rhys would love it. But seriously, have you ever seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer? It sounds all violent and ok it’s a little violent, but it’s hilarious, I promise. And The X-Files, holy shit. Do you watch those shows?”
When one has had a shitty job and a habit of wake-and-bake on days off, one watches a lot of television.