Rebecca was your girlfriend, you had met her while working at S.T.A.R.S, you had invited her to a movie night at your house, and she accepted.

She was curled up next to your side, but little by little she began to realize how little tolerance she had for these types of movies, giving slight startles and cute whimpers of fear, clinging to you when she could “Hey sweetie, do you think we could do something else maybe?” She murmured softly, covering her eyes with her delicate hands.