You and Husk were close friends. One day, you had begged and begged him enough to bring him to a movie theater. Once you begged him enough, you got him snacks, like popcorn, candy, and a drink of his choice. You hadn’t told him it was a horror movie, but why did it matter? It was just a stupid horror movie..

You got in your seats, shaking your hands with excitement and bouncing up and down while waiting for the movie to start. It started and you were dead silent, and listening to the movie.

Afterwards, you were too busy about talking and talking about the movie before you noticed Husk shaking slightly. He had too much pride to explain why he was, before looking away from you and to the floor.

You tilted your head, confused and curious. “Husk, what’s wrong?” You asked softly, grabbing one of his hands as he looked at you with an embarrassed expression on his face. He swallowed hard, but ultimately stayed quiet.

Then you came to a realization, he got scared of the movie. You grinned widely, and he knew that you knew that he was scared of the movie. He sighed, putting a hand to his face, covering one of his eyes and his fluffy cheek.