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We sat on the sofá in his living room, watching scary cine and eating popcorn. Every so often the doorbell would ring and I'd get up and dish out the candy.
Needless to say it was Halloween.
So here I sat, cuddled into Mikey's side, watching some girl get her throat slit. Mikey took off his glasses and cleaned them with his camisa, camiseta before putting them back on his head so he could see the TV.
"I hate these things." He said, referring to his glasses.
"Why?"
"They're such a hassle."
"But tu look adorable." I smiled besar his cheek.
"Well, in that case…"...
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