The movie was hysterical, and I sat with Zack’s arm around my
shoulder, sharing a popcorn and soda with one straw, enjoying the company of
this hunk of a guy. Next to me, Phoebe was trying everything she could to get
Nick to make a move on her, either to hold her hand or wrap his arm around
her. With about 10 minutes left in the
movie, poor Nick looked to finally have the courage to throw his arm around the
back of Phoebe’s chair. She finally relaxed, and sunk down with a smile on her
face. Zack and I finished our popcorn, giggled and whispered, and when the
lights came up and the credits began to roll on the screen, I felt a tinge of
sadness that this experience would now come to an end.
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