The Inner Workings of a Chibi.
A (not) poem about your favorite show

That moment.

When you’re watching a series.

That you love to pieces.

But you’re watching it with a friend who hasn’t seen it before.

And you’re literally watching them watch it.

Thinking to yourself.

“I hope you love this as much as I do.”

“I hope you love the characters as much as I do.”

“I hope you don’t hate it.”

And you’re happy to see them getting into it.

So you continue the series.

And then.

AND THEN.

The series gets to your favorite character.

You’re trying not to spaz too much.

Because then your friend will want an explanation.

For your spazzing.

But to explain is to spoil.

And you don’t want to spoil.

But you wonder if they already know since you spaz about said character online so much.

But you aren’t too sure.

So you keep your squeeing to yourself.

However.

There are people in the room who understand.

People who are watching with you who know said spoiler.

And they give you that nod.

That, “I understand,” nod.

That, “I’m trying not to spaz too,” nod.

So you sit.

And you watch.

And you wait for that episode.

THAT EPISODE!

That will finally let you release all of your spazzing.

“Stay tuned,” you whisper to yourself.

Stay tuned.

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