TWENTY TWO
"Sorry to say but your taste in movies sucks," I stated. "What's wrong with horror movies?" he raised his brow. We had spent the past 5 hours watching movies and eating, but the reality was he spent the whole time on his laptop, meanwhile, I was feeding him and whining at the ridiculous lack of intelligence all horror movies held. "It's so stupid, completely against what you would do in these kinds of situations. Makes me feel like a headless chicken watching this," I kept on whining. "Just put on another movie," he laughed. "Blake! I've been doing just that for the past 4 hours!" I said, frustration clear in my voice. "There's more M&M's in the cupboard, the other side of the fridge," he smiled, knowing well it would help shut me up, just like it had for the past few hours. I quick
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