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AH it's so hard to choose but can u do #70 I wanna see what u do with it
70. “You’re warm.”
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It’s finally the end of the day. Cyrus’s day started before the sun rose up over the horizon, and now it’s ended after the sun has settled back behind the mountains. As passionate as he is about his graduate school training in cinematography, it takes up so much time and drains him of all his energy to boot.
Walking outside for the first time in a few hours, Cyrus notices the severe drop in temperature compared to even early this morning. That, paired with the gusts pelting snowflakes into his face leaves Cyrus with a chill that settles deep in his bones. Leaving this morning, the forecast was supposed to be decent, so he brought a light jacket. Of course, he should have remembered the volatile nature of weather in Utah, especially in autumn.
The worst part of it all is that he walks to school. It’s only a few blocks away from the apartment, but walking in such frigid temperatures with little to no protection is brutal. Cyrus’s fingers are numb even as he burrows them into his pockets. He certainty can’t feel his face, and his feet are soaked from trudging in the building snow.
Normally, it would only take about ten minutes to walk home, but because of the horrendous conditions, it takes Cyrus almost twenty minutes until he waddles up to the door, jiggling the key into the lock until it final takes. He shoves the door open, nearly toppling over as he finally makes it indoors. Although the heat is never turned up too high in the apartment to save on costs, right now it feels twice as hot. He sighs, kicking off his soaked shoes and socks and trading in his measly jacket for a big, thick one hung in the closet.
“Cyrus! I was starting to get worried,” TJ calls out from the kitchen.
“Mhm, sorry,” he says, teeth still chattering as he zips up the new coat.
TJ steps around the corner of the small apartment to see Cyrus standing there. He probably looks crazy right about now, with bare feet, frosty hair, and adorning a massive jacket. And TJ just looks so cozy in his sweatpants and matching sweatshirt and socked feet. His hair is ruffled and unkempt, probably from a recent shower, and his glasses are crooked on his face.
Cyrus can’t resist any longer. He takes a few tired steps toward TJ before practically collapsing into him, nose buried into the crook of his neck. TJ wraps his arms around his back, and Cyrus sighs contently at the warmth radiating from him. At one point, his frigid nose brushes TJ’s neck, causing him to jerk a bit.
“You’re warm,” Cyrus remarks simply, reaching up to twist his fists into the fabric of TJ’s sweatshirt so he clings onto TJ’s front.
“And you’re freezing.” TJ eyes him suspiciously. “Did you not bring a jacket with you?”
Cyrus shakes his head into TJ’s chest, then responds with a muffled, “Not a good one, at least. Didn’t think it would be so cold.”
TJ sighs, pulling Cyrus into a tigher embrace. He rests his head ontop of Cyrus’s own, pressing a soft kiss to his damp forehead. Cyrus shivers.
“Lucky for you, I have a hot dinner that’s just about ready. Why don’t you go get changed first, though?” TJ offers.
Cyrus, still clutched to his chest, asks with a yawn, “Can I borrow some of your clothes?”
TJ chuckles, knowing by now the addiction that Cyrus has with borrowing his clothes constantly. “Yeah, sure.”
“You’re the best.”
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BANDI: Can I ask you a question?
Fandom: Andi Mack
Characters: Buffy Driscoll and Andi Mack
Summary: Buffy Driscoll has an important question for her best friend, Andi Mack.
Other Characters: Marty from the Party,
Warnings: None.
Author Notes: Major thanks to @dancerdramatic14 and @iloveboyz27 for guiding me with this story. @iloveboyz27 without the image below it would have been missing the key point. Thank you! Tagging @purplefacey who has requested.
"OMG! Andi, this looks so good!”
Twenty-six-year-old, Andi Mack was putting the final touches on her current art collection when she was interrupted by the voice of her best friend, Buffy Driscoll.
It's been eighteen days since Buffy went on a trip with her boyfriend, Martin “Marty” Pacione, to Italy. In friendship time that’s ranges in forever, so it wasn’t a surprise when Andi took a step forward in a sprint motion towards her friend, "Red light, Andi!” yells Buffy.
Just like that when they were seven, Andi halts her movement. “Nooo,” she dramatically responds as she drops her head.
“I promise if you just give me a second to put our scorching drinks down and remove my coat. We both will get what we want,” Buffy teases as she places the drinks down on the table.
“Greenlight,” shrieks an impatient Andi as she jumps on Buffy and pulls her into a hug.
"Oomph," Buffy responds as Andi’s body is now on top of her, "Did you miss me,” she asks.
"It's been eighteen days since I have seen or talk to you. Do you think I care about having liquid on my clothes? I’m an artist. We laugh at water, paint or clay,” Andi bursts into evil laughter as she hugs her friend tighter.
"This is the main reason why I refuse to let you borrow my clothes."
"Enough about clothes, unless you have some goodies for me.” Buffy smiles, “Well, we can talk about that, the food, the wine, the art," she arches her eyebrows, "the sexxx."
Buffy laughs as she is finally able to remove her coat and grabs her cider. The warmth starts to relax her throat, and her attention moves to the collection in the room. “The collection looks ... good,” she shares as she removes her gloves off, and pulls her sleeves down over her fingers.
"Thanks, it's becoming a favorite.” Andi pauses and then speaks, “ No, I want to hear about your trip. The lack of posting on IG from you and Marty was just… dreadful. How can I be jealous if you don't post?”
"Silly, girl! “
“No, seriously, I think Walker and I posted about seven posts each day during our inspiration trip in Turkey. When you went quiet, I check on Marty’s page, but no, he was quiet too. Did you enjoy Italy or just .. enjoy each otherrr... give me details.”
Memories of Buffy trip with Marty flowed in her mind.
"Well, on the first night, we arrived in Rome and had dinner at Da Enzo al 29. I had ordered this pasta with black truffles”, Buffy mouth becomes moist as her memory takes over. "the sauce was just so creamy, and I actually dip my bread allll around the bowl. The third night we made it to Sicily. We had this bet in regards to who could find the best gelato. It turned into this colossal scavenger hunt with the results of a how-to stop a brain freeze and recover from gelato coma. “
“Where can I find the best gelato when we go this Spring?”
“Oh, that simple, the best gelato spots… are the ones who give you two scoops for the price of one."
Laughter explodes through the room, and then a comfortable silence enters.
Andi grabs her phone and pulls up her Instagram account. "Yes, I remember the gelato photo, which is your last post. I guess you guys were staying in the moment."
Buffy smiles and takes a sip of her warm apple cider, she places it down in a swift move pulls her oversized sleeves up. "You can say that."
Andi leans in and looks at her friend Buffy, her long curly hair was framing her face. She noticed the red sweater that Andi believe was hers, which highlight her now red cheeks due to the cold weather. Before Andi could ask a question, Buffy did something that caught Andi’s attention when she ran her fingers through her hair.
Buffy’s voice becomes softer as a whisper, "So, on the fifth night, it was Marty's turn to plan our activities. The only clue I had was that I should wear comfortable shoes for dancing I picked the white crochet wrap dress we found at the vintage store when we were home last month, with my red ballets."
Andi places Buffy’s hand into her palm, as her thumb ghostly traces the thin band and around the center diamond. She held her hand, letting the emotions rise to her eyes, remembering the first time, the seven-year-old held her hand, and now here they are twenty-six, and her best friend has a ring on it.
As she exhales and makes eye contact, "Dinner was lovely, we had pizza nothing really glamorous, but pizza in Italy should never be compared to the States, especially how well it goes with wine."
"Just like your first date,” whispers Andi.
Buffy bites her bottom lip and nods, "I should have known something was up because we only have pizzas on our anniversaries. After dinner was over, we shared a minty gelato. "
"No Gelato wars?", interjects Andi.
Buffy shakes her head no.
"The ride to our location was quiet. I thought Marty was entering a food coma, so I just moved his arm around my shoulders and kissed his neck … Andi, we stop at the Teatro Greco Taormina. "Her eyes move back to her hand, "It's this massive open Greek theater that was carved out of rocks. It’s gorgeous, and I was still oblivious … then my eyes saw the candles, my ears could hear a piano playing … then this tall, heavy-set man started to sing, and we were the only two people in the room."
"Oh .. Buffy.”
"For the first time I was speechless.. then Marty went ... down on his bend knee. When he asked me to marry him, and I said yes, the kiss was so different. He wasn’t my boyfriend but my fiancé soon to be my husband. That kiss completely moved all my emotions in overdrive.”
Andi finally lets her shriek out. "So fucking happy, for you both. The ring, Buff..” Andi looks back at Buffy’s hand "He did very well."
"Yes, he did."
“This is great news but not on your page or his, why?"
" Well, we have three reasons why we ghosted social media. The first reason, I really wanted to stay in this glow of just us. We were just engaged, and you have seen it Andi, every time someone becomes engaged. It's follow up with when’s the wedding, where’s the wedding and oh... congratulations. It's like we don't give the new couple time to just be engaged."
"Okay."
“Second, I wanted to share the news with our parents. This is big news, and to think of sharing it through facetime was ... yucky" frowns Buffy.
"Buff, it’s been two days since you have been back."
Buffy grab both of her best friends hand for over eighteen years hands, "Right, but I’m just seeing you, today. Andi, you have been my best friend since we were seven years old. We have been through good and bad, dumb fights, dance parties, different high schools, college .. but… you were the first person that knew I had some type of feelings for Marty before I would even admit to them. You were the first to give us a couple name, "Muffy."
"I also gave you Barty too."
"Yes," Buffy laughs at her friend, "You were the first one to actually say, that we would be a great couple. Our first double date ... that was with you and Jonah ... you were rooting for us before there was even an us” Buffy exhales, "How could I post a photo on Instagram and not share this moment with you in person?"
"Buffy," whispered Andi. "I love you .. Muffy will rise."
"Um.. okay.. but for us to rise, I need one more thing." Andi wipes her tears on her, backhand, "Sure, what can I do?"
"No other place to see us rise, then standing next to me. Andi Mack, will you do me the honor of being my Maid of Honor.”
"That depends. When I say, yes, will you finally post on IG or let Marty?”
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Sometimes I want to write another Andi Mack fanfic but like i got 5 WIPs rn
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Kaitlin likes Amber Kippen
Fandom: Andi Mack
Pairing: Kaitlin x Amber
Other Characters: Buffy Driscoll, Girls Basketball Team
Summary: Kaitlin shares her crush
Warnings: Fluff
Author Notes: Thank you to @nooraz for this gif. It was a great inspiration for me. Thank you to @dancerdramatic14 for being in the small ship club of these two, with me and naming them.
"Can you escape the friendzone?" asked nineteen-year-old Kaitlin Tocera.
"It depends on the relationship," answers Buffy Driscoll as she plays with the bottom of her hair.
Kaitlin bites down on her thumb, a nervous habit that begins at the age of three. She reaches for her phone and glances at the time sighs and exhales.
Buffy looks over at Katilin and places her arm on her shoulder. "Kaitlin, do you want to talk about this?"
"Yes.. no... urgh... I'm terrified to say it out loud." Buffy raised her eyebrows. "Once I speak it out, then the universe will hear it."
"That's a bad thing?"
"Yes, because then Murphy's law will enter."
Buffy chuckles, "Kaitlin."
Kaitlin's hands move to a prayer type movement over her nose as her pointer fingers make a weird up and down motion on the top of the bridge of her nose. Finally looking at Buffy, she takes a deep breath and whispers, "I like Amber."
"What?"
"I like Amber."
"Can you not whisper and move your hands from your mouth."
Kaitlin drops her hands and takes a deep breath, "I LIKE AMBER!"
"I know," she smirks.
"Not funny.. and you just confirmed my worst fears."
"What? "Buffy ponders.
Katilin sighs, "If you could tell that I like Amber. That means Amber can tell. Which means that she doesn't feel the same way."
"Kaitlin that's not true."
"Bufffay, I'm serious here. How hard is it to say, I like you. Do you like me?"
"Well, we can find out?"
"What?! Nooo.. I could not" stutters Kaitlin.
"You just said it's not hard to say I like you."
"That's different. I said it to you, not Amber. I .. what do I do if she looks at me … or what if I burp or sneeze on her," moans Kaitlin into her hands.
"First you can show your pretty smile. After your burp, smile and say just like a lady. Then after you sneeze you can say, did I get you wet?"
Buff," shrieks Kaitlin.
Buffy continues, "Here's your laptop." Katilin gives Buffy a strange look. "Since you're afraid of public embarrassment. I will provide you with a safe space. Here in our suite, now you should facetime her?
"It's 1:00 AM "
"It's 1:00 AM, on Saturday night, at college. Besides, you have your teammates backing you up for support. You can do this."
"I can?" Kaitlin looks at her laptop, "I can," she response more confidently.
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please do 24!! 🥺
sure! :) thanks for the prompt
24. "Hey cutie, are you single?" "We've been dating for a year."
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His first year of high school, Cyrus gets his first official job that isn’t babysitting for the neighbors or mowing lawns. This is a real, minimum wage paying job with schedules and coworkers. Not to mention, his job isn’t half bad. He works as a barista at a local coffee shop in the center of Shadyside. The whole atmosphere of the place is inviting, like a cozy home on a cold day. Most of the time Cyrus works, it’s not too crowded (since he has to wait until after school or weekends to get in his hours), but apparently mornings are like nothing else. Cyrus’s coworkers are great, too. Most of them are around his age, and they entertain each other during slow hours. The numerous machines and ingredients were hard to learn at first, but after almost 3 weeks into his job, he feels like he’s starting to get the hang of it.
Now, it’s nearing the end of Cyrus’s shift on a Saturday afternoon. His apron is stained with coffee splotches, made even more noticeable by the light color. Despite his general enjoyment of his job, Cyrus can’t wait to head home and flop onto the couch for the next couple of hours. Homework will have to wait until the next day, because he’s exhausted from standing on his feet.
As he’s cleaning up the front counter, the bell chimes to signal another customer. Straightening out his uniform, Cyrus opens his mouth to get ready and take the order. His normal, chipper “Welcome to The Coffee House, what can I get for you today?” sputters out as he sees his beaming boyfriend TJ Kippen standing in front of him.
TJ appears to have just come from basketball practice. He’s dressed in a comfortable pair of sweats and a soft sweater that both make Cyrus jealous. His hair is slightly damp, and he carries a gym bag over one shoulder. Although Cyrus is ecstatic to see TJ, he hates that TJ has to see him like this: a sloppy, tired, mess. TJ beats Cyrus to a greeting, although it’s not quite what he expected.
“Hey cutie, are you single?” he flirts, batting his eyelashes. Behind the counter, his coworkers gape, one muttering “Well that was bold,” to each other. Of course, none of them know that TJ is really just Cyrus’s obnoxious boyfriend.
Cyrus rolls his eyes before deadpanning, “We’ve been dating for a year.”
Badly hidden chuckles erupt from his coworkers.
“I think I would know if I were dating someone as exquisite as you,” TJ disagrees, tapping his finger on his chin.
“You’re ridiculous, Teej, I look horrible right now.”
This breaks TJ out of his act. “You look tired, but you still look cute to me. Now, this isn’t how you’re supposed to treat a potential customer, is it?”
“You want coffee right after basketball practice at almost 6pm?”
TJ shrugs. “Why not? I have an essay to work on, anyway, might as well make it an all-nighter to get it done before tomorrow.”
Cyrus is about to reprimand TJ for his backward sleeping schedule, but knows that he himself does the same thing for school most days and refrains instead. He pulls out a cup with TJ’s regular order: cold coffee, otherwise known as the only coffee TJ likes.
“Hey, wait! I haven’t ordered yet,” TJ protests.
Snorting, Cyrus asks, “You want something other than cold coffee?”
“This is slander!”
Cyrus writes down his order on the cup for memory. Iced coffee, two creams. He then poises the marker over the cup, humming in thought.
“What’s your name again?”
“TJ. Oh, and I need one other thing, a chocolate chip muffin for my boyfriend, Cyrus.”
“You have a boyfriend yet you were flirting with me? How scandalous,” Cyrus jokes, scribbling on TJ’s cup before handing it off to his coworkers to give them something to do besides stand around.
“What can I say? That’s just how I roll,” TJ laughs, pulling out his wallet.
After he pays, Cyrus gets out the muffin, wrapping it in a bag as if he’s not going to eat it in five minutes when his shift is done. He hands that to TJ, along with the freshly made drink. On the side of the cup is Theo with a little heart by it. By the time everything is ready, Cyrus can finally head home.
“You ready?” TJ wonders, sipping his drink.
“Please. I’m so ready to collapse on the couch.”
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Tiny Dancer
So like this was supposed to be a short 500 word dabble but like 1500 words is cool too. It's a angsty(very mild) fluff Ambi piece with Tyrus mentioned so there's that.
"TJ, I promise it's not a big deal." Amber insists, putting on a fake smile.
"Ambs, it is. I can tell when you are upset." He sits down on the edge of his sister's bed as she continues getting ready. He really does feel horrible. Their dad had to work second shift today, their mom had a few extra students scheduled for this evening, and he has a basketball game. Usually this wouldn't be a huge deal but tonight was different.
Amber had qualified for a regional dance competition without a formal teacher. Her parents couldn't afford lessons so she taught herself how to dance. She worked so hard to get in there, the 16-17 age group being the most competitive. TJ hated that no one in the family was going to make it.
"Like I said, I'm fine. Just go get ready for your game." She pushes. TJ gets the hint, and walks to the door. Before he leaves, he stops one more time. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." She says plainly before turning her back to him and waiting to hear the door close. When it does though, it takes everything in her not to cry. She wasn't upset with TJ, he was captain of the Jr. Varsity basketball team at school so he couldn't miss a game. Plus it is the first game of the season.
No, she was upset with her parents. She had told them weeks ago about the competition and they had both absentmindedly said they would be their. But they both forgot and did not clear their schedules in time. She wanted to be understanding. After all they did need the money but she also knew it wasn't fair.
They had always been a sports family. Her parents gladly took off work last year when TJ's team made the district championship...again. When it came to sports, their family always made time. For god sakes, the reason she had dated Jonah originally was because he sorta was an athlete and she thought maybe her parents would care about her more, the way they supported TJ.
Her interests were always put on the back burner. When she used to play chess competitively, she would bug her parents all the time to play with her but they were always too busy. They somehow were never busy though when her little brother wanted to play a pick-up game in the driveway. Same with dance lessons, they never had money to help her with that. But they would always scrape together cash to get TJ new basketball shoes or whatever else he needed. She just, for one night, wanted her parents to support her the way they supported TJ. Of course she is never going to tell her brother. It would make him feel terrible and she knows it's not his fault.
So she was going alone to this competition. The only other person, other than her parents, that she wanted there, was Andi. She was going to ask her to come a few weeks ago when she found out she qualified but right as she was about to an atom bomb dropped on her plans.
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They had been sitting in The Spoon, just the two of them. Amber was on break and was enjoying Andi's company while she waiting for the rest of the GHC to show up.
"Hey Bambi, I have some kind of exciting news…" The blonde smiles as she reaches across the table to interlock her fingers with Andi's."
"Oh yeah? What is it?" The younger girl beams back.
Right as she opened her lips to speak, Buffy and Cyrus come rushing in. Well actually more Cyrus, but Buffy keeps up. He stands at the table and says "Guys, TJ's first high school basketball game is in a few weeks! We are going to be the best fans! I already got so many sign puns! You guys will be there too, right? I want it to be special for him." Cyrus looks around giving those puppy dog eyes.
Buffy and Andi laugh at their adorable, dork friend and his overzealous attempt to support his boyfriend.
"Yea of course, Cy." Buffy smiles with Andi nodding in agreement.
Amber's heart drops. She forgot about TJ's game. She wasn't about to make Andi choose. It wasn't fair. So she changes her mind about telling her Andi the news.
"I um...have to get back to work." Amber says as she gets up suddenly.
"Wait, Ambs? Didn't you have something to tell me?" Andi asks.
"Um it's not important." She gives her a little smile before walking back behind the counter and to the back. It's the best she can do to conceal her disappointment.
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Amber arrived at the theater hall where the competition was about to start. She watches as the younger classes in the solo dance categories performed, waiting for her group, who would be the last to perform.
She kept holding out hope that her parents would magically show up. They didn't. When it was her turn to perform, she stepped onto the stage and waited for her music to start. As she did, she took one last look at the crowd to check for them. It was useless. She couldn't make out the faces in the crowd with the bright spot light on her. But they could see her, looking like a goddess. Her long blonde hair was down, and looked amazing against her white leotard with a shear, shimmering skirt.
When her music started every negative emotion melted away. Actually that wasn't true, she more danced into her emotions, using them to push her body into beautiful, intense, elegant strides. When she finished, not a single person in there was in their seats. The crowd gave her a standing ovation and for the first time in a while, she felt like she mattered. At the award ceremony, Amber easily won first in her age group.
Afterwards, she is backstage packing up, when she hears a familiar voice coming up behind her.
"You were amazing!" Andi's voice radiates through the room. Amber quickly turns around.
"Bambi? What are you doing here?" Amber chokes out.
"What does it look like? Supporting my amazing, championship winning, girlfriend." Andi replies excitedly and she steps closer to the dancer.
"How did you even know?" She looks down at her feet.
"TJ told me last week." Andi answers softly before placing her hands on either side of Amber's hips. Amber instinctively rests her arms over Andi's shoulders. "The question is, why didn't you tell me?"
She doesn't know why Andi being so close still makes her heart want to pound so hard that it feels like it is going to fly out of her chest. She clears her throat to compose herself. "Cyrus had already asked you guys to go to my brother's game and I didn't want to make you choose."
"Amber, it wouldn't of been a choice because it's always going to be you. Don't get me wrong, I think TJ is so good to Cyrus and I like him a lot too. He's a great guy. But he was not the Kippen I wanted to support tonight." Andi watches as Amber's cheeks turn a telling shade of pink as she speaks. She thinks it's adorable.
"Hey Andi?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you…"
"Don't thank me. You have no idea how happy I am to be here with you." Suddenly her face lights up like she just remembered something. She temporarily removes her hand from Amber long enough to reach in her pocket and pulls out a small velvet drawstring bag. "I made you something."
Amber takes the small gift and opens it up. Inside is a beautiful choker necklace adorned with small wooden beads. In the center was a large Amber pendant set in a metal backing. When she flipped it over, she read a small engraving on the metal that read "You're my favorite. -Bambi."
"Its beautiful." She shoots Andi a huge, warm smile. "Would you help me put in on?"
"Of course."
As Andi walks behind Amber and moves her hair so she clasp the necklace around her neck, Amber realizes something.
"I love you…" Amber says so quietly that Andi had to strain to hear her. And Amber did. This felt so different from the time she thought she loved Jonah. That had felt like a way to drive away loneliness, guided by insecurity and misguided feelings. But this felt so pure and intense and she knew in that moment that she loved Andi like she has never loved anyone in her whole life.
Andi walks slowly from behind Amber, having successfully put the necklace on. Her face looks unsure.
"Oh god…" the blonde says. "I blew it...I was too intense...I'm sorry." Her heart drops into her stomach thinking about losing this amazing girl.
"No, I just wanted to make sure I heard you right...because I love you too." Andi smiles, while pushing Amber's long locks behind her ear.
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13 Days of Muffy: Autumn & Halloween Edition
Day Thirteen: Movie Night
Fandom: Andi Mack
Characters: Buffy Driscoll x Marty from the Party
Summary: Buffy and Marty decided to have a movie night in to kick off Halloween, and no one is scared, right?
Word Count: 492
Ranting: G
A/N: 13 Days of Writing, 13 Days of Halloween/Autumn fics on Buffy Driscoll and Marty. This will be running from October 19th to October 31.
Enjoy!!!
Joining any fandom can be outright scary. Thankful for these exceptional individuals who have welcomed me with open arms. I had an idea, and they all provide inspirations for these great stories. Thank you @dancerdramatic14 @iloveboyz27 @cascadingpearls @purplefacey
When you're named after a fictional show with the central premise is to slayed demons and vampires, it would make sense to love horror movies.
Buffy Driscoll was the opposite and hated horror movies and would avoid any film or event that goes bump in the night or goosebumps galore.
When she met Marty Pacione in her sophomore year at Brown, she learned that he loved every and anything about Halloween. With thirteen days until Halloween, Buffy had an excellent date night idea, movie night at his place. This was a challenge that Buffy knew she could do. If she picked the right film, maybe, just maybe, she can alternate a movie besides Die Hard in the collection. Accept Buffy had no idea which movie to watch and called in some reinforcements, she dialed her best friend, Andi, who mention the Train to Busan, "If you want a great horror film, you have to go to my people," says Andi.
Twenty minutes into the movie, Marty and Buffy were cuddling in the dark, eating popcorn. Watching an American Horror film is nothing compared to watching a Korean one. Marty was entirely in a trance reading the subtitles and subconsciously rubbing his girlfriend's shoulder. Buffy, on the other hand, was freaking out by each movement on-screen and off-screen. When he reaches for the popcorn, his action makes Buffy screams.
"Stop it, Pacione!"
"I'm not doing anything, Driscoll. You're the one that keeps moving and … spilling the popcorn."
Buffy raises the blanket in an attempt to cover half of her face. "Seriously, I will bite you if you move again."
Marty kisses her temple and returns his attention to the screen. "Whoa."
The screen shows another violent action. "KDJODSJ," shrieks Buffy.
Marty glances over to see the blankets over Buffy's head. "Look if you're scared." Another action on the screen turns his attention back. "DAMN!"
"What's going on? What happens?!"
Popcorn on the floor and a scared girlfriend under the covers was not how Marty imagine this date going. Pausing the movie, he joins Buffy under the covers with a soft smile.
"Buffy, are you okay?"
Buffy was not okay, and she made a mental note to kill Andi for her movie suggestion.
"Buff?"
"I'm not scared. I had an idea for our blanket fort."
"During the movie?"
"I was inspired by that thing chasing... Marty, what was that?"
Marty exhales and bites the inside of his cheeks from laughing. He knew her pride would not allow her to admit that she was afraid.
"I think it's a brilliant move to make a "fear blanket fort". You know, in case I become afraid."
"I'm mean, I was named after the chosen one?"
Marty nods in agreement. "Yeah, I know you're not scared.. but, when we go back out there. Can we watch it with the lights on?"
"Yeah, I think it will help you from freaking out."
"Thanks, Driscoll. I knew you would understand."
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