Looking up from the iPad and noticing American Horror Story: Asylum on the TV.
“Thanks for that. Seeing that creepy guy with his skinned face. It’s going to give me nightmares. Ugh.”
After a brief pause: “It wasn’t his skin.”
Spouse* closes up iPad, gets up, and wordlessly leaves the room.
“Honey? Honey? You’ll be OK.”
*The spouse is not exactly a horror aficionado.
