I plop down on the couch next to Joe, coffee in one hand and the remote in the other. Joe holds his hand out expectantly.
"I'm not giving you my coffee!"
"I meant the remote." He reaches over me and takes the remote out of my hand.
"Hmph." I fold my arms over my torso after setting down my drink. Joe mumbles something that I can't make out before turning on the t.v.
"What D'you wanna watch?"
"I don't know...Moana?" I respond after much contemplation.
"Seriously?"
"What? It's a good movie."
"It's Disney..."
"Your point?"
"It's for little kids."
"You take that back! You're never too old for Disney movies."
"Whatever you say." He pulls up Moana on Netflix and I tuck my legs onto the couch, getting comfortable.
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One Shots
RandomShort things I write when I don't have inspiration for my actual stories. Also includes short things I write with the characters from my stories that don't fit into the story line.
