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3/3 fam
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I remember your mum buying you a DVD holder a couple years back.

The reason for it being: you have too many damn movies.

"Okay, we got our snacks?"

"Check."

"Gas?"

"Filled up to the brim. Er, the F."

"Got my Lukey?"

I roll my eyes. "Check. Seatbelts?"

"SO WE CAN BE SAFE," You yell, but I hear the click of you buckling up.

"I brought some movies with us for the trip," You say, pulling out like ten DVD's.

"What the fuck did you bring?"

I look through the stack. Rent's there, although you prefer the Broadway version. Mean Girls, my personal favorite and a classic. Up is in there, which always makes me cry on you everytime. Ectera, ectera.

"Wait did you bring Big Hero 6?!" I ask gleefully.

"Yes," You grin. "It's such a good movie."

"This will be the best road trip. I'm dating a genius."

You throw a sparkling grin my way. "At last you see the lig-"

"HTTTTT, AND IT'S LIKE THE FOG HAS LIFTED," I sing loudly, and we're both laughing.

"By the way, did you bring Tangled?" I ask.

And you did bring Tangled, one of the best princess movies of all time.

Don't even fight me.

Actually, Princess and The Frog was also A+.

Anyways, we both have this thing for movies and cinemas and theatre and musicals.

We're both geeks, basically.

But that's alright. You love my geekiness, and I love yours.
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babies :(

why is this story goals af

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