It was quiet and dark in your apartment minus the sounds of the TV playing…

An old timey Christmas movie that you didn’t know the name of was playing on the screen, showing off holiday scenes with delight.

You were paying attention to the movie until the person beside you spoke up.

“This movie is quite melodramatic…”

Fyodor Dostoyevsky muttered.

You two had been having a holiday movie watching date and he had remained quiet for most of it beside small little philosophical remarks.