again

it's night, 2 people are inside. the tv is off. the only light on is the living room light. a boy is sitting on the couch looking skeptical and a girl is sitting next to him looking a bit nervous.

boy: how was your day?
girl: it was fine. i didn't do anything. what about you?
boy: yeah, i woke up early, but i didn't get to do much of what i had hoped.
girl: what did you want to do?
boy: i don't know. you know, be productive?
girl: haha
boy: listen, you know why i called you?
girl: same reason why i picked up?
::pause::
boy: well, the last few weeks have been a little bit weird.
girl: what do you mean?
boy: like, it's not the same, you know what i mean?
girl: the same as what, before?
boy: yeah, it used to be better, you know?
girl: yeah.
boy: remember when we tried to watch spiderman 3, but it was sold out, so we bought tickets to another movie and just went into spiderman 3.
girl: haha, yeah. when people started sitting on the stairs i felt like some sort of imposter sitting in their seats.
boy: haha. that was a long time ago. and it hasn't been the same since.
girl: i know. i think we're headed in the same direction.
boy: i hope so.
girl: i missed you.
boy: i missed you, too.
girl: back together, but are we going to stay together?
boy: i hope so.