Watching The Show Novels & Stories

"Don't. Let's keep watching this since you love it. Maybe I would eventually find something to laugh about as we keep watching. You can't convince me that it's a good show if you change it." She stared at me for some seconds that felt too long for me and then nodded. She smiled as she dropped the remote. "You make a fair point. I promise you will love the show if you can concentrate." "I will." I nodded. It wouldn't matter if she changed the channel because I wasn't going to concentrate still. I wasn't interested in watching TV while I was planning strategies on how to save her daughter ( my future daughter-in-law) from the unknown evil men who wanted to hurt her.

I switch on the TV and settle on the chair comfortably, scrolling on N*****x for what to watch. I finally found a show to watch and settled for it. After a few episodes, I stretched the muscles of my better arm, rose from my seat, and casually strolled off to the kitchen in search of something refreshing to eat while I continued watching the show I’m now hooked on. I pulled the fridge door open, to bring out a juice carton, and poured myself a glass. I pick out a pack of cookies before shutting the fridge door and making my way back to my show. I push the door and almost bump into William, what was he doing on the other side of the door? At least the content o

* Christian's voice is excited. * I hope the boss allows me, I'm watching TV. * Baby do not dare to promise anything. * what channel? celebrity gossip? * Guess Christian. * No, I don't like gossip shows. I watch K-Drama. * * All right, then enjoy watching. I didn't bother you. * Phone calls dropped ... Christian turns off his cell phone. Suddenly the apartment bell rang, Baby got up from the sofa and saw who the guests were coming through the intercom screen. Turns out it's Grey ..

Just like I thought he would, his eyes stayed on my breasts and only moved when I was next to him with my head on his chest. He picked up the remote and put on a TV I had never watched before, the intro scene called it ‘Criminal Minds’. It seemed to be a TV show about the FBI catching criminals. It was a strange show to watch in the moment but it was a nice change from our regular show.

Mia observes. "I'm just not very hungry, sweetheart." "Are you sick?" "No, I'm fine. Just distracted." She seems to accept this and returns to her pizza. But Felicity gives me a knowing look that says we'll be talking about this later. After lunch, we wander through more stores. I'm in the middle of browsing a rack of scarves when I feel it— that prickling sensation of being watched. I turn slowly, scanning the crowd. And then I see them.

Obviously, her stomach was deeply compressed as it was earlier. “Anything for you boss!”, she screeched, moving slowly from the mirror to her living room while struggling to take it off. She sprawled out on her couch eagerly waiting for her best friend to arrive so they could make preparations for the evening. She stretched and grabbed the TV remote on the table, leaned back and tuned her favourite channel to keep her company. “Ouch!!” she exclaimed, her favourite TV show, "Love Scandal" was in two hours time. She was sad when she realised she would miss out for that evening.

I'll turn it off soon and find a different show to watch. 🏈🏈🏈 Oh no, Dean, there's something behind you. Anyway, it's been four hours and I'm still watching the show. I wouldn't admit this to Jessica or River, but I actually like the show. I really need to go to the bathroom. I manage to get off the couch and make my way there without any issues. Thankfully, all I have to do is unzip my pants and pee.

**Nia's Point of View** "Jenny," I managed to get out. "What's the name of that show again?" "Oh, are you finally interested in watching it with me?" Jenny's excitement was immediate and obvious. "It's the London Elite Charity Gala. It airs every year and it's honestly the best people watching you'll ever..." "Thanks," I cut her off, already reaching for my laptop. "I'll let you enjoy it. Talk later." "Alright, honey."

The combined aroma of the toppings, sauce, cheese, and crust are too mouthwatering to resist. “What are you even watching?” I ask her as I try to tune into her show. “Some show where the humans get married as soon as they meet each other.” I scrunch up my nose. “Why?” “For money I think.” “No, I mean, why are you watching it?” I laugh. “Oh. I don’t know. Nothing else sounded interesting and I wanted something mindless,” she says with a shrug. “We should probably turn it off soon though,” she adds, glancing at her phone. “Unless you want to be a zombie at training tomorrow morning.”

he added. The family were seated watching a weekend show on channel 24/7 Live and they could not help but pass a few comments about their thoughts and impressions about the television station so far. "Look who we have here," Jean said the moment her eyes fell on her brother. "Son, this is a surprise. Come here," Cynthia said and walked up to her son and offered him a seat. "Good day, Mum. Good day Dad," he said. "This show is so magical. I just can't get enough," Eddy said, pretending he had not noticed the presence of his son.