Poetic justice

I watched Ringu 0 with Ikuni yesterday (the penalty for disrupting the final scene during her first viewing of the movie).

Sitting on the floor in her room, my legs pulled up close to me, I watched in silence as the film slowly built in suspense. The horrific ending loomed nearer. Screams were heard. Gunshots. Then…knock, knock, knock. Agh! Ikuni angrily hit the pause button, and Drummer opened the door.

After he asked his question and left, Ikuni and I looked at each other.

“Wow,” I said, “that really was a punishment.”

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