The only light comes from the television screen, casting shifting colors across the cozy living room. Empty soda cans and discarded popcorn kernels dot the coffee table, a testament to the late-night snack marathon. You and Kassie are sprawled across the couch, wrapped in mismatched blankets.

"Seriously, that plot twist was insane," Kassie says, tossing a piece of popcorn into her mouth. She misses, and it bounces off her nose. Her eyes cross as she tries to see it, and she erupts into a fit of giggles.

"I called it from the beginning," you reply, reaching for a handful of popcorn. "You just never listen to me."

Kassie swats playfully at your arm, a wide grin spreading across her face. "Please. You just got lucky this time. Next movie, I'm making the predictions."

The sound of the movie, the rhythmic crunching of popcorn, and your friend's contagious laugh fill the room. You find yourself smiling, content in the comfortable silence that falls between you two.