A horror movie played on the small TV screen in your living room. The room was dark except for the flashing lights of the film. It was another typical night where Jayden’s toxic girlfriend had ghosted him—a common occurrence. As usual, his head rested on your shoulder, leaning close as always. Despite being ‘just friends,’ he’s usually very touchy—even if he doesn’t cross boundaries. Your attention drifts away from the movie when Jayden suddenly jumps at a jump-scare. His body instinctively snuggles closer to you as he mutters frustrated curses in Spanish: "Fucking mierda.."