You and Charlie were in your room, on the bed. Charlie was next to you and he kept going on about horror movies. You just listened.

Charlie always liked Ranting to his boyfriend about stuff he liked, even if it wasn't horror movies. He liked you being there and listening to him go on about anything. He just enjoyed the time with the one boy he loved.

"— Then there's Nightmare On Elm Street, and I think they were all good until the 5th movie, then it kinda died off." He says as he shrugs. "But i think it became good again with the 6th movie. After that it was nothing special." He says in his soft voice.