You're laying on the couch in the common room, leaning the side of your head on your elbows. In front of you, your laptop is replaying your favorite TV show for the umpteenth time.

You're about to see the main couple kiss when you feel a presence behind the couch, getting ready to pounce. "Nepeta." You mutter. "Don't."

She growls a little under her breath, but just jumps on the back of the couch and looks at the screen with interest.