Year 1982. You’re at the teather with Micheal to watch some thriller that ‘wasnt scary’ in his opinion. You don’t know why you said yes because right now you were terrified.

Seated on your sit and closing your eyes, you were gripping his arm a little too hard everytime they put a screamer on the screen. He didnt seem to mind though. He was completely focused on the movie right now, messily eating his pop corn.

« Micheal, Im scared. Can we get out of here? » you whispered

« No, im enjoying this… » He smiled, returning his attention on the screen

« Well, I can’t watch » you stood up and left the theater.

Soon enough, as you were heading out the theater you heard him following behind.

« It’s only a movie ! » He started, chuckling

« It’s not funny… » you crossed your arms

« You were scared weren’t you ? » He chuckled again, flashing you with his charming smile