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"Because it keeps being true." She didn't push, returning her attention to her book while Ethan debated between dinosaurs and superheroes with the seriousness of someone making a life-altering decision. I sank onto the couch, watching my son's animated expressions as he explained why dinosaurs were objectively better than superheroes, but also that superheroes could fly, which was pretty cool too. The movie started, some animated thing about a T-Rex who wanted to be a vegetarian. Ethan curled up next to me, his small body warm against my side, his laughter filling the room at the dinosaur's antics.

There would be plenty of times to talk after and during the movie. They chose a simple and light-hearted animation called “The uprising”. Steven who hadn't planned on enjoying the movie, found himself laughing at the absurdity of some scenes. At last, even Rick cracked a smile himself and seemed to relax. When the movie finished, Steven asked if he wanted to stay for another, and Rick lit up like Steven had offered him the world. Taking that as a yes, he paid for tickets for another light-hearted comedy, “Grandpa’s little warriors” which again made them laugh so hard that Rick appeared to have almost forgotten everything that had happened in the morning.

Marcus cocked his head to the side in thought, "The movie where this normal guy gathers a bunch of freaks and pays them to be in a circus, gets money and then abandons them and his family to chill with the cute singer but then his circus burns down so he needs them and they all dance and sing and live happily ever after?" Elena gaped, "That is a terrible way of describing that movie!" "But effective don't you think?" Marcus said teasingly. "No, just terrible. What about you?" "I'm into classics, the Lion King." "The cartoon? Or the one Beyoncé sings inside?" "The cartoon," Marcus said scoffing. "No hate, but the originals remain the best." "Oh, the Lion King! That movie where the young lion

He asks again. "Yeah sure." I say. He doesn't say anything more he goes back to swimming with the group and therefore goes back to ignoring me. I move away too and go back to swimming and splashing water around with Michael. An hour later everyone takes off, and my dad gets home around 6. We eat together as he tells me about his work trip and ofcourse he got me presents. New shoes and dresses from Paris. After dinner we watch cartoons together, I know I'm grown up but it's one of my favorite things to do with my dad.

N*****x was already open on the screen, the familiar red logo glowing softly in the dim living room. “You can pick,” I told him. “Thank you, magic man," he said cheerfully, already scrolling. I watched him from the corner of my eye, the way his brows furrowed in concentration, his tongue poking slightly between his teeth as he swiped. It reminded me of Aurora when she was focused on something. He stopped abruptly and then pointed at the screen. “That one.” I leaned forward to look. The Mitchells vs. the Machines. Huh? This was an action cartoon, I wasn't really big movies, that was Aurora's thing so I didn't even know something like this existed.