I needed a guilty pleasure movie last night, and ended up with PIC on Netflix. Kid walked in at the very beginning, and the little girl smashing a cupcake in his little boy face hooked him. Next thing I know, he’s on the couch, watching it with me.
Y’all, Kid cracks me up
I always knew he liked Johnny Storm
But now i think it’s a man crush on buzz cut chris
He watched the whole movie. Asked me to pause it when he had questions or had to leave the room
‘Why doesn’t he do more comedies? He’s got really good comedic timing.’
‘Why do you think he acted the scene like that?’
‘There’s a lot of good monologues here. I could use some in drama class’
‘He’s bashing RomComs? Did they just break the fourth wall?’
‘Mackie! Oh my god, all my favorite people are in this!’
Leaning her head against the cool porcelain, Emery wipes the back of her hand across her mouth and reaches up to flush the toilet. She sniffles quietly, too weak to stand.
“You gonna stay in here and puke all day?” Chris laughs, entering through the open doorway.
“Fuck you, you did this to me,” she laughs, closing her mouth quickly after a tiny burp. She holds her breath, praying she won’t be sick again. She sits back, resting against the side of the tub, and reaches for the cool glass of water he hands her. She drinks it down, hating the taste of Boston tap water, the old pipes in the house giving it a metallic taste.
He kneels beside her, wiping her face with a warm washcloth, discarding it in the tub behind them. He pushes her hair back from her face and rests a cooler cloth around her flushed neck. “You’re sure you’re not sick? You seem warm.” Worry and concern fills his voice.
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