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You loved horror movies, year round, but especially around this time of year. Getting cozied up with an oversized blanket, something warm to drink, and watching it with your best friends. It was a tradition that started with your best friend Kiyoomi when you were teenagers that carried on when he started to play volleyball with Bokuto and Atsumu well into college. It had been a typical Friday night with the usual snacks and alcohol to accompany you all during the movie marathon. Bokuto watching the movie through his fingers and scooting closer to you. Atsumu smugly guessing who the killer was at the beginning of the movie, getting it wrong, and screaming at jump scares that wouldn't even scare a child. And Kiyoomi who just sat there as silent as always before he'd eventually turn to you and ask to watch the next scary movie in the lineup. Half way through one of the scream movies, a few cans of beer in, you lifted your hand up and pointed at the screen. Your eyes narrowed and your tipsy brain convinced you that you needed to tell your friends the thoughts that ran through your head.
