I married someone who does not like scary movies. And by scary, I mean even the slightest bit. No gore. No startles. Not even a character who is the slightest bit sketchy. I don't know if it is because he missed me the past four months or what, but I actually got him to agree to... no, PROMISE to... watch the walking dead with me. I am rewatching. We have made it to the middle of the second season and after almost every episode he swears he will not watch another one. Then I remind him of the promise and eventually talk him into watching another. I am not sure why sitting next to him and seeing him stress and jump and cuss brings so much joy to my life.
This is my new favorite hobby.
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