I swear, I tried to focus on the movie. I really did. But ten minutes in, I was already dying of boredom. So, I started tapping my pen, then nudged him—nothing. I laid my head on his shoulder, traced little hearts on his back, hoping to get a reaction. He finally looked at me, half annoyed, half smiling. That’s when I gave him the look. He knows I can't sit still, I went closer and whispered to him how do you not die of boredom...?
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