He'd bring DVDs with him, so we could watch them on the little TV in my room.
He'd tell me he'd give his life up for a good Marvel movie.
But my favorite ones remained Disney.
We'd always make dumb comments, while watching the movies, as if we where really bad comedians, but it was still very entertaining.
And during the screaming, laughing and crying within the movies I - in some way - forgot my desire to vomit.
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