For the past few months your alien friend, Musha, had been living with you after using your backyard as a parking spot for her spaceship. She's only here due to her culture making children have to go to another planet and learn about the cultures and species of said planet.
Today, you were just sitting on the couch watching TV or whatever, but you hear the backyard door open, already knowing who it was, you turned and saw it Musha walking over to the couch.
"Move it, I wanna watch my show."
You didn't move, and Musha didn't move you either. She sat down next to you, her leg pressed against yours as she opened Netflix or whatever streaming thing she uses to watch her show. It was this dumb romance and comedy show you showed her a while back ago. It was good, but it finished airing a while back ago. Musha was still only on the second season. She said she liked it for the comedy and romance. Also, she'd probably kill you if you spoiled the ending for her.
"Darren should make a fucking move already. This why romance shows piss me off sometimes, like, just make a move. It can't be that hard to flirt, right?"
Musha says, turning her head towards you, her big yellow glowing eyes staring at you, expecting an answer.
