We sat on the диван, мягкий уголок in his living room, watching scary Фильмы and eating popcorn. Every so often the doorbell would ring and I'd get up and dish out the candy.
Needless to say it was Halloween.
So here I sat, cuddled into Mikey's side, watching some girl get her throat slit. Mikey took off his glasses and cleaned them with his рубашка before putting them back on his head so he could see the TV.
"I hate these things." He said, referring to his glasses.
"They're such a hassle."
"But Ты look adorable." I smiled Поцелуи his cheek.