"Sorry, mate," Tristan yelled. "Did you say something? I saw your lips moving, but didn't hear wha-- ow!" He glanced down where Lily was pinching his inner thigh.
"I think you should take your turn as your cousin's pillow. I don't remember her being so hurty."
"I can't hear the movie," she pointed out. "So why don't you shut it?"
"See? This is why I don't usually have girls at my parties." He gestured for Remus to have a seat, and he hadn't missed the way that he thought Remus had looked a little longer at Tyler than everyone else.
"So it's a party now?" Tyler asked, brows elevating before he nodded to Remus. "Hey," he greeted him quietly, kind of wishing he wasn't in a chair and then thinking he was being kind of silly for wishing that. Especially since Lily and Tristan had claimed the whole couch, so where else was he supposed to sit?
"Gathering. Whatever." He stuck out his tongue at Tyler.