by Smrithi Senthilnathan

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“Ready for our movie marathon tonight?” she asks.

I smile. “As long as you don’t put any heartbreaking movies, I’m game. Not in the mood to cry today.”

She punches me softly. “Just because I love sad movies doesn’t mean I don’t know anything else. Today you’ll meet another side of me.” She winked and smiled at me coyly. I shook my head, laughing as I followed her into my room, better known as our den.

“Today I’m choosing the first movie of the night,” I declare, closing the door behind me.

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