The day unfolded just as lazily as planned. After breakfast, everyone migrated to the living room, where the debate over what movie to watch began anew. Despite Caleb's insistence on rom-coms, Béatrice ultimately swayed the group toward a feel-good family comedy. "Something that doesn't require too much thinking," she said with a dramatic wave of her hand, earning a snicker from Xander. We lounged on the couch and floor, a mix of blankets and pillows strewn everywhere. Caleb and Rory dove into the snacks again, munching loudly enough to nearly drown out the movie's dialogue. Béatrice rolled her eyes at them but refrained from commenting, a rare show of restraint. She perched on the armrest of the couch, her attention half on the movie and half on her phone, though she chuckled occasionally at the more absurd jokes on screen. Xander, ever the quiet observer, ended up next to me on the floor, his shoulder brushing against mine. "See?" he whispered, his voice just low enough for me to hear. "Not so bad, right?" I smiled, glancing at the room full of my friends. "Yeah, not bad at all." The movie ended with a collective groan from Caleb, who claimed the plot was "too predictable," but no one seemed in a hurry to move. Béatrice stretched, her dramatic flair returning as she declared she needed "fresh air and sunlight." Rory and Caleb followed her outside, their teasing laughter echoing down the hallway, while Xander and I lingered, quietly tidying up the scattered snack bags. "She's actually been… tolerable," I admitted, breaking the silence. Xander laughed softly. "See? I told you. Béa isn't all bad. Sometimes you just need to give her a chance." I rolled my eyes, but his words stayed with me. Béatrice had surprised me, and while she might always be a bit much, today had proven she wasn't impossible. Xander stood, offering me his hand. "Come on, let's see what the others are up to." I took it, letting him pull me to my feet. Maybe hosting wasn't so bad after all. Moments like these made it worth it.