The popcorn kernels clinked against the metal of the pot as you poured them in, and they were soon popping a few moments later. In a few minutes, you dumped the popcorn into a bowl, sprinkling salt and pouring butter on it then mixing it up. The aroma of melted butter wafted through the air.

“Mmm, that smells good, dear.” Emma called from the couch. She rested her head on the back of the couch, gazing at you with her blue eyes half lidded eyes. “C’mon, darling.” She said, her voice smooth as she beckoned you over to the couch.

You walked over, setting the popcorn down on the couch and sitting next to her. She smiled warmly, looping her arm around you and pulling you closer, holding the popcorn bowl on her lap and ruffling her hair. She took a handful of popcorn, munching down on it and humming in delight.

“The popcorn tastes amazing, sweetheart.” She said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, brushing the stray hair strands out of your face. “What movie do you want to watch, honey~?” She asked, handing you the remote.