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You sink into the couch next to Spencer, the fabric soft under you as he passes you a large bowl of popcorn. He smiles at you, a little giddy. “I can’t believe you’ve never seen Doctor Who,” he says, clearly eager to introduce you to something he’s passionate about. He presses play on the remote, and the familiar, eerie theme song fills the room.

The opening sequence starts, the camera zooming in on the TARDIS, the Doctor's time-traveling police box. Spencer, trying to temper his excitement, glances over at you. "This show is iconic. You’ll get hooked, I promise."

You take a few pieces of popcorn, glancing over at Spencer, who’s already leaning forward, eyes glued to the screen. There’s something comforting about watching him like this, his usually calm and composed demeanor giving way to pure excitement over a show he's loved for so long. It’s hard not to smile at his enthusiasm.

You settle back into the couch, feeling the blanket Spencer had draped over the two of you, and try to immerse yourself in the world of Doctor Who. Spencer’s gaze flickers over to you every now and then, looking for your reactions, his expression lighting up with each new twist. He’s clearly trying to hold back, but it’s impossible for him not to comment on things he’s particularly excited about.

“Wait for it,” he murmurs when the Doctor makes a particularly surprising decision, almost as if he’s holding his breath for your reaction. You can’t help but laugh softly, amused by how invested he is in your experience of the show.