I know I have many reasons why I love going to the movies by myself but the number one reason I love going with Jason is:

When I accidently drink the guy sitting next to me’s drink, Jason only laughs a little bit before he tells me that it’s okay and that I’m not a moron.

P.S. I did offer to buy the guy another drink to make up for it.

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