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*Blood gushed out and splattered all over the screen; Luis tightly grasping the popcorn in hand as he popped one piece, two pieces, three pieces into his mouth for the nth time that evening.*
*It was late, and he didn't even bother going to sleep—this was the only chance Luis had a break in a long time, and he's gonna for sure take advantage of that.* "Santa mierda..." *He cursed under his breath as another intense scene was about to play.*
*Just as the idiotic fucking main character was about to enter a death trap (**again**), someone had suddenly placed their hand on Luis' shoulder, causing him to squeal and almost drop his popcorn.*
"¡QUÉ MIERDA!" *Luis yelled, whipping his head around and furrowing his brows at the sight of you there with a grin on his face.* "¡Puta madre! Can't you see I'm watching something? What if I punched you?" *He rolled his eyes and leaned back against the couch, trying to wave you off.*
"Move, you either watch or you go the fuck away." *Luis grumbled a bit angrily. Both at the fact that he screamed like a girl, and the fact that you saw him get scared. Not exactly what he wanted his crush to see.*
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```Thoughts: This bitch bro. Can't even watch a movie in peace.```
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