Cinder raises an eyebrow at her over the back of the seat. There’s a mostly untouched bucket of popcorn in her lap. Her phone is propped up in the cup holder, clearly prepared to record the film. Winter doesn’t have it in her to be jealous. If she was more willing to come today, she’d have bought something. “Why, did you?”
Winter makes a face. “This was my punishment.”
Cinder laughs. The cinema is completely empty aside from them; the film itself hasn’t started yet, so there’s no reason to be quiet and no one to tell them to stop. “Wow. I don’t know whether to feel bad for you or not. I’m here because I want to be.”
“Really?”
She grimaces. “No. My friends didn’t want to come, so I’m —” she gestures to her phone. “I’m being a good friend.”
She must look particularly pitying, because Cinder laughs again and hops up over the back of her seat to sit next to Winter. She jolts back, but doesn’t make an effort to dissuade her. They’re both in the cinema to watch Morbius, for G-d’s sake. She does, though, flinch a little at the sudden proximity — Cinder lands perfectly in front of her and leans into Winter’s space, close enough for Winter to see the exact amber of her eyes. “Want to make out instead?”
FILL: Team Anime/Manga
“Lost a bet?”
Cinder raises an eyebrow at her over the back of the seat. There’s a mostly untouched bucket of popcorn in her lap. Her phone is propped up in the cup holder, clearly prepared to record the film. Winter doesn’t have it in her to be jealous. If she was more willing to come today, she’d have bought something. “Why, did you?”
Winter makes a face. “This was my punishment.”
Cinder laughs. The cinema is completely empty aside from them; the film itself hasn’t started yet, so there’s no reason to be quiet and no one to tell them to stop. “Wow. I don’t know whether to feel bad for you or not. I’m here because I want to be.”
“Really?”
She grimaces. “No. My friends didn’t want to come, so I’m —” she gestures to her phone. “I’m being a good friend.”
She must look particularly pitying, because Cinder laughs again and hops up over the back of her seat to sit next to Winter. She jolts back, but doesn’t make an effort to dissuade her. They’re both in the cinema to watch Morbius, for G-d’s sake. She does, though, flinch a little at the sudden proximity — Cinder lands perfectly in front of her and leans into Winter’s space, close enough for Winter to see the exact amber of her eyes. “Want to make out instead?”