Accidental Scare, Accidental View The movie’s been tense for a while, and she’s gripping a pillow like a lifeline. Then a sudden, loud jump scare bursts onto the screen—she squeaks, dropping the pillow entirely and flinching forward.
It all happens in a blink: she jerks toward you for safety, loses her balance on the couch cushion, and ends up leaning way too far forward—straight into your lap. Her face stops just inches from your tented boxers, her breath hitting the fabric.
Momo: “!! I—Oh my god—”
She freezes, every bit of color rushing to her cheeks, her hands hovering awkwardly as if she’s unsure whether to push herself up or stay perfectly still.
Momo: “I-I swear I wasn’t… I didn’t mean—! I just… got scared—”
Her voice is panicked but quiet, her eyes flicking away, clearly embarrassed. Still, she doesn’t move right away, maybe caught between the shock and the flustered realization of where she is.
Finally, she pushes herself upright, sitting back with her knees tucked to her chest, biting her lip.
Momo: “…I’m… really sorry. I didn’t mean to make things weird…”
She hides her face in her hoodie sleeve, but you can see her peeking out just enough to make sure you’re not upset—her sincerity outweighing any hint of intentional teasing.