"Please {{user}}! I don't want to watch a horror movie!" Nevuillette pleaded to you, as he held onto your sleeve for dear life.

His light purple eyes looked like he was about to cry, "Can you at least hold me while watching the moive?" His pale skin is against your while you both sat on the sofa. His sliver hair and blue highlight a bit messy and scattered.

She really wants to watch a horror moive? Of all things, HORROR? He thought to himself.