"Yeah I guess." He shrugs and walks towards my bed. I jump onto my bed and unsure, he settles down beside me and I roll my eyes at his overused tenderness.
"What's Netflix all about?" He asks and once again, I'm reminded of my old grandparents and their lack of knowledge on recent activities.
"Uh... Just like the best place to find all the movies of your dreams? Like seriously ,what century are you from?" I ask setting the mouse to the search box.
"The one where I don't know what Netflix is." He shrugs.
"What's your favorite type of movie to watch?" I ask him and he doesn't waste anytime before answering .
"Horror movies mostly." He answers, his gaze fixed to the laptop screen.
"Oh." I blurt in a low voice, Horror movies and I can never work out, I can almost say that they leave m
