Daisuke: Look! 3 open spots. We can put the popcorn there!
Kara: Uh okay.
I guess this is okay.
Daisuke: Geez, I gotta go to the bathroom.
Not a date.
Whew.
I grabbed some popcorn.
Wait. . . this isn't popcorn.
Kara: Oh Daisuke, you're back already.
Instead, attached to the hand was. . . Hayato!?
Kara: Hayato!
Movie Goer: Shhhhhh!
Kara: What-
Annoyed, I stuck my tongue out at the movie goer.
I turned back to Hayato.
Kara: (whispers) whatareyoudoinghere?
Hayato: Watching a movie what do you think?
He pops some of the popcorn in his mouth.
Kara: Grrr. . .
Kara: That's Daisuke-kun's and my popcorn!
He smirks.
Hayato: So?
Kara: If you don't give it back you'll be sorry.
Hayato: Pfft, what're you going to do? Tell on me?
Okay, that was my first plan.
Time for plan B,
Hayato: Hey, what are you doing!
Of course, in the dark I have really bad aim.
So when I lunged at the popcorn, I knocked right into him.
And there we were crashed on the theatre aisle, when a flashlight was shown into our eyes.
Employee: Excuse me miss? We're going to have to ask you to leave.
*Outside the theatre*
Kara: This is all your fault, you know.
Hayato: My fault? How disrespectful, I'm older than you!
Kara: Pfft, do you even know how old I am?
For a second, I could've sworn Hayato blushed.
He coughed.
Hayato: Err, fine.
Kara: Huh?
Hayato grabbed my arm and dragged me into a nearby store.
Hayato: Come on.
Kara: Ehh?
Wha-what's going on!?
