Watching The Show Novels & Stories

"No I don't think so but maybe if you behave I'll show you, so how about we watch one of my favorite shows." "You say it like you have alot?" "Yeah, whenever I'm stressed out about something or sad I keep myself busy with TV series and shows." "So what're we watching today?" He says raising his eyebrows. "Game of thrones," I say smiling. "Really? You know I've never watched an episode." "What? Really? How?" "Yeah I just don't get why people are obsessed with it." "Oh cmon Noah, you have to watch game of thrones. It's so addictive and almost everyone I know watches it. So mister we're starting from season 1 episode 1 today," I say smiling.

All I could see was the bracelet on Karen's wrist. It was the only keepsake my mother had ever left me. I had locked it in the bedroom safe, and only Frederick and I knew the combination. Before he left me out in the wilderness, I had begged him to give it back. However, he told me I'd get it once I realized my mistake. But now, the bracelet that should've been safely locked away was wrapped around someone else's wrist. Colette followed my gaze and noticed what I was looking at. She covered her mouth, then let out a chuckle.

I smiled. Showtime had just started.

Gabbie understands all situations and miseries they share because, like them, Gabbie also suffers with her life. They were in the living room watching TV shows while gnawing some pastime sesame seeds. It was a rare opportunity for the servants to have some leisure time just talking to each other. They had free times before but it never came to them to just sit in one place together while unveiling different life stories. They didn't notice the passing of time and it's now dark outside. The channel went to a fashion show where women represent a particular famous clothes brand. They walk through runways with their fullest confidence and since all of the home audience are girls, they were all d

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

“Well, I'll leave you two to enjoy your evening. I just wanted to check in and see how you were doing.” Lisa thanks her again, and Elsie gives them a little wave as she leaves the sitting room. Lisa and Herzl turn their attention back to the show they're watching. It's a classic story, one that they have watched quite a number of times before, but they never get tired of it. As they watch, she pauses occasionally to ask Herzl questions about the story in the show. He always has such insightful answers, showing that he's really paying attention and absorbing the story. After a while, Herzl yawns and snuggles a little closer to his mother.

Please watch out for us, yeah? ***

**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.”

There were other unrecognizable faces too, and some artworks on the walls. "Want to watch something?" Dustin asked as he got back to his feet. I nodded. "Which show do you want?" He turned on the TV, bringing up the N*****x channel. "Vampire Diaries" He quirked a brow at my choice. I shrugged. "It is fun watching how humans sees us, and their imagination of other supernaturals existence." "Have you seen it?" He shook his head.