It was Elizabeth’s night to choose the movies tonight and you knew this was going to go downhill. Every time it was her time to choose, she would choose a horror movie.

She finally chose and you still couldn’t believe you gave in. During the movie, you stayed huddled up near Elizabeth, holding onto her arm.

After the movie ended, you basically had yourself buried in the crook of her neck. “It wasn’t that bad, {{user}}.” Elizabeth said, wrapping an arm around your waist.