Theatre 2} Alegro and Densra
Alegro arrived at the movie theater a couple minutes earlier than he and Densra agreed upon. He got ready too early, so might as well. He didn't want to end up being late or something. Alegro had chosen this specific theater to go because of the movie selection. Looking at the currently playing list, you could instantly tell there's a selection of both human and troll movies. By the titles. Outrageously long titles compared to outrageously short. The variety makes this become Alegro's favorite place to visit. Plus the super comfortable chairs are RAD. Human movies are way different than troll movies. Except for the romance ones. God, it's crazy how they don't have quadrants since the romance movies are so convoluted anyways. After getting bored of waiting for Densra (it's been like two minutes), Alegro bought a snack. Just a candy bar, nothing special. He'll decide on the popcorn and soda once Densra gets his opinion in. He sat in a seat near the entrance, waiting for his date. Uhh, platonic date.
Alegro looked up at the covered fuchsiablood. He stood up and stretched. "Glad you made it! I was get-ting a lit-tle ANTSY, but I KNEW it'd be okay." *He lifts up the hood of Densra's cloak, just enough to see his face clearly. Alegro smiles and lets the hood fall back down over Densra's face. He steps a bit away from the other, glancing at the pictures of the movies available. * "Wan-na pat me down for weapons? M'co-ol with it. I haven't decided on the SNACKS or choice of movie yet. Wanted to SE-E if you had a sug-gestion."
His expression quickly changed to confused, trying to remember if he said some bullshit on a whim. A date? Sounds like something he would say, yeah. Shit. He probably freaked Densra out a bunch. Why doesn't he think about what he does? At all? "Oh, I'm super sor-ry if I scared you or something! Uh, you don't GOT-TA think of it as a date! We're al-l friendly n stuf-f, right? It can... I don't know, be a FRIENDLY date? If that's what you're COMFORTABLE with? I don't mind how you view it. We talked a bit, and I ALREADY think you're PRET-TY cool..." He smiles and scratches the back of his neck. Alegro looks as carefree as always. He's a little flustered, though.
"You don't have a FAVORITE kind of movie?" He raised his voice a bit so Densra could still hear. "Don't wan-na pick somethin' you'l-l have NO interest in." Alegro looked at the snack counter and looked at all the available options. "Is popcorn 'veh-ge-tarian'? Or soda? Do you have a FAVORITE soda?" He stopped talking as he realized his mouth was running for too long. And that he's really intent on not ruining this "date". He tried telling himself it'd be fine, but the nervous thoughts kept surfacing. When was the last time he was this anxious?
Of all things, Alegro is oblivious to the staring. He smiles at Densra and walks to the snack counter, asking for a large soda and a bag of popcorn, big enough for both of them to share. Or for Alegro to steal. Whatever comes first. He pays for the food and looks at Densra again. "You okay with a MYSTERY movie? Those se-em FUN. Mysteries are FUN." No, he isn't being awkward. This is how Alegro talks.
"Man, get USED to me being the stub-born one. You would NOT have paid." He walks over and hands Densra the soda, says "hold this" and gets the tickets for the movie, popcorn held in one hand. "Mystery movie time, BABY!" He laughs and walks back to Densra's side. "It's a HUMAN one, by the way. I think it'll be MORE mysterious with ALIENS."
"Still stubborn. I CAN cal-l in a favor from you at some point in exchange, if that makes you fe-el BET-TER." He nods to the doors that lead to the hallway with the movies playing. "Wan-na START walkin' over there? We got some time to KIL-L, but I like the previews."
"Awesome!" He walks along with Densra, eating a little bit of popcorn. He looks at Densra, tilting the box slightly towards him. "Popcorn? I MIGHT eat it AL-L. Be WARNED." Alegro smiles, probably joking. Maybe.
"O-oh, what a GENTLEMAN. Thank you KINDLY, sir!" Alegro winked and walked in the door, smiling while looking around the room. This is his favorite place to relax. Even more so with a guy he likes! A guy. He likes. Platonically. Yep, that's correct. "C'mon, it's COM-MON knowledge the BEST seats are in the middle. CAREFUL, don't step in any spil-led drinks or food."
He waddled through the tight space between the rows of chairs, somehow expertly avoiding the sticky spots on the floor. Movie enthusiast, huh? He plopped down in a comfortable seat next to Densra and put the bag of popcorn in his lap. He looked at Densra and scanned his face. Alegro's smile being clear, even in the darkness of the theater. "Final-ly, the ho-od is OF-F. I was wor-ried I was gon-na walk around the WHOLE time with a MYSTERIOUS cloaked dude. Actual-ly, kinda co-ol now that I think about it. But I'm stil-l hap-py to se-e your face."
"My face was ALREADY fre-e to view. You're just PLAIN complimenting my face." Alegro snaps two finger guns at Densra accompanied by, you guessed it, a wink. "I don't blame ya'. Aren't I AL-L kinds of handsome?" He laughed and put his hands down, shaking his head. "I'm kid-ding. Not about the HANDSOME part, but the weird FINGER GUNS part."
He just looked at Densra for a moment, his smile not fading. He can sense that Densra is feeling awkward. Well, not sense, more like it's very super obvious. Alegro gave Densra a pat on the shoulder. "Ahaha, chil-l out. This is a 'date', remember? It isn't WEIRD if I said that you're handsome." He let his hand linger for a moment before sliding off. When Alegro said 'date', he put emphasis on the word to remind Densra that it doesn't have to be genuine. "Want to SMO-OTH it out? You're pret-ty handsome YOURSELF."
"Hmm... an icebreaker." He glances at the big movie screen, and then just as quickly looks back at Densra. "Previews ARE stil-l playing... have any icebreakers you know?"
"Haha, I'm cool with twenty questions. O-oh, ask ME first! I've never played it, but I GET how it works. I just answer WHATEVER questions you ASK, right?" He leaned his arm against the armrest, careful not to tip the (untouched) soda.
"Oh, co-ol! Then, YOU'RE stil-l starting." Alegro removed his weight from the armrest and sat up straight. He took some popcorn and glanced again at the screen. Just a trailer for a new troll movie. Is the announcer saying the title or— yeah, saying the title. Alegro is sure the title spoiled a twist. He looked back at Densra, having swallowed the popcorn, and points at the screen. "Trol-l movies, RIGHT? Okay! Ask me a question."
"EASY! Those SMAL-L meowbeasts that HUMANS brought over? I love them!" He laughed. "They're so CUTE and so SAS-SY." Now's his turn to think. He gets a question almost immediately and smiles at Densra. "What's your FAVORITE type of MUSIC?"
"Oh..." Alegro makes a little face before breaking out into a smile again. "Ahaha, just kid-ding. I like AL-L kindsa music. There's something GO-OD in al-l genres! But ROCK is my favorite. If you couldn't TEL-L."
"Eh-h, I'm too INDECISIVE to pick a FAVORITE fo-od. Like music, there's something go-od in AL-L of them!" He nods thoughtfully. "Like, it depends, y'know? You CAN'T ask somethin' VAGUE or GENERALIZED with me, I'm more FOCUSED with a specific question. Like, 'what's your favorite swe-et' makes more sense!" He blinks and then looks away from Densra. "Oh— sor-ry for going on a dorky rant. I do that sometimes. Ahaha."
Alegro thought for a little more before coming up with a question. He sounds less energetic and more gentle talking this time, "What would be YOUR perfect day? I'm sor-ry if this is a WEIRD question. But I HARD questions wil-l make us closer, right?"
He rested his head against the seat, needing to think again. He obviously liked the questions he had to think for. "Hm-m-m... my PERFECT day would prol-ly either preforming with my band at a FUL-L house, or spendin' some QUALITY time with someone I love. That last one is SUPER vague, sor-ry, but it's al-l I could real-ly ask for. Both of those. Hard to CHO-OSE one over the other, y'know?" He fidgets with a random bracelet he's wearing, spinning it around his wrist. "Yours isn't BORING. Sounds peaceful. But I'm like, a NOISY type. I could CALMLY relax if I WANTED to, but I prefer doing activities that'll LEAVE me calm. Get al-l the excitement out."
"Well, they ARE my perfect days! I HOPE it fe-els like me!" He turns his head towards the screen, but his attention wasn't focused on the trailer for a troll movie. Is this the same trailer as before? Is the title that long? Is the narrator running out of breath? "Haha, anyways, my turn, RIGHT? I've got an even WEIRDER one. Don't fe-el obligated to answer." Alegro paused for a moment. His eyes were still looking at the screen. "How do you like, like to be comforted when you're UPSET?"
"Oh-" He stares at Densra for a moment, lifting his head from the seat slightly. Is that it? That isn't bad, but, that's really all? If that's the only thing he needs to be comforted, is he not used to being made fun of? Alegro realizes he's being weird. "Uh, my friends? Haha... mostly EXTROVERTS like ME. I DON'T have many friends who like music. That's pret-ty strange, right? My PERSONALITY is usual-ly the ho-ok, not my interests." He quickly added, "OH, but that isn't AL-L that sad, my friends are nice! I have my band, to-o, and we're al-l super close!"
Alegro accidentally dropped a piece of popcorn he was about to eat. He laughed quietly, a barely visible rust tint appearing on his cheeks. He managed to hide the slight fluster in the darkness of the room. His voice sounded more confident than his sudden change in mood. "Real-ly? Haha, hel-l YEAH. My personality is AWESOME! Ah, and, thanks." He paused again, probably thinking of a question, but his gaze was still fixed on Densra. "How often do you get overwhelmed?" There was no audible reassurance that this was an optional question, although the slight frown on his face was enough of a tell.
Alegro looks at the floor for a moment. He speaks without looking up, "It's just, uh, so-rry, you can have for a different question, like, how often do you fe-el super stres-sed? It's important to know THAT with a RELATIONSHIP of ANY kind. Yeah, it's stil-l stupid, you stil-l don't got-ta answer."
Alegro looked up and placed a hand on Densra's shoulder, gently. The rustblood's expression looked much more gentle and calm than the usual happy and enthusiastic. "It's okay. Everyone has stres-sful moments, some more than others. You don't ne-ed to apologize! It's helpful to tel-l someone, isn't it?"
Alegro immediately retracts his hand and looks at the big screen. "OH, yeah, you're RIGHT. Wel-l, I'd say the ice has been broken enough, huh?" He grins at Densra. "I didn't tel-l you what it's about, yeah? I'l-l give you a QUICK sum-mary, since the title doesn't sup-ply one! Weird. I KNOW." As the (three minute long) opening of the involved companies started up, Alegro gave a brief and spoiler-free summary of the plot, something about a couple human school students being trapped inside a virtual world without them knowing. It sounded interesting, mostly because Alegro's energy could keep anyone in focus. "Oh, and, I've already se-en it. I KNOW it's go-od. I wouldn't se-e a CRAP-PY film with someone unles-s we're close enough to LAUGH at crap-py films together."
He had just been engrossed in the movie, and now all of a sudden, somehow he is more focused on the cute guy sleeping on his shoulder. Alegro has priorities, all right? Very refined priorities— yeah he's freaking out a little. He gently took the nearly empty bag of popcorn from his lap and placed it in the vacant seat next to him. He leaned back against his seat, careful not to make any sudden moves to wake Densra up or move him from his shoulder. He turned his gaze back towards the movie, but all of his focus was on Densra. He isn't so dumb as to dismiss the possibility he probably likes this guy. His bloodpusher is beating at a rate faster than the amount of time it took for the fat guy to get killed in the movie. So, it's pretty obvious. This is also the most still Alegro has ever been in his life. He is going to let him sleep until he wakes up, or until they get kicked out of the theater. For real.
Alegro silently retracts his earlier sentiment. He really likes this theater and he wants to come back again. He stayed still a little longer though. Then he started trying to gently shake Densra awake. He says in an almost half whisper, "Hey, Densra, the movie's over. Wake up."
"The movie is over, you fel-l asle-ep." Alegro crumpled up the empty container for the popcorn. He looked back at Densra. "Do you fe-el bet-ter after that nap?" He smiled and glanced at the others leaving. The stranger's faces all either looked exhausted or content. That's the effect that movie gives off, huh.
"Ahaha! It's FINE, a lot of people fal-l asle-ep watching movies. I'm just glad you got some sle-ep." He stood up. "You can watch the parts of the movie you mis-sed at any time, if that's ALSO something you're wor-ried about." He picked up the soda cup too. "Let's go, everyone's LEAVING."
"It is!" Alegro started waddling out of the seat aisle, almost tripping over himself from not paying attention. He straightens up and continues to not pay attention. "Like, it ain't my FAVORITE movie, but I watch a LOT of movies. It's super fun to watch."
"If you WANT." Alegro managed to leave the row of seats without slipping again. He considered just dropping the empty bag of popcorn right on the floor, but Densra seems like the type to hate littering. That's fair. Would he have thought about littering if Densra wasn't here? Does he do things like that casually? Damn, Alegro, stop overthinking in front of your possible friend. Friend? Is that the extent of his feelings? "R-REAL-LY, you don't got-ta apologize. It's co-ol." He started his sentence with a nervous stutter. Why is he even nervous?
Alegro looked a little surprised but giggled back anyways. He was about to help Densra ground himself before he recovered. "YEAH, you're right. Let's go!" Alegro took Densra's wrist and started walking towards the back exit. He briefly considered taking Densra's hand, but it seems he isn't that brave.
"Anytime! Next time we go on a 'date'," He put finger quotations around date, "You NE-ED to get SOME sle-ep the night before. Okay? I'l-l LET you pay the next time if you do." He realizes his hand is still around Densra's wrist. He quickly snapped it back to his side, though his face showed no trace of being flustered. Just happy.
"Of COURSE! We'l-l plan another on trol-lian, okay?" He throws the empty popcorn bag into a nearby trash bin, then sips the last little bit of soda before throwing it out too. He absolutely would've eaten the ice in the cup if Densra wasn't there. He turns back to the sleep deprived troll and smiles. "I had a fun time today. Thanks, Densra."
He pokes Densra's chest jokingly. "Neither do YOU! So we're in AGRE-EMENT!" Alegro chuckles. His thinking expression is suddenly on his face. "Did you... uh, DRIVE here? Or do you like, ne-ed a RIDE back to your hive?" Good job Alegro. You sound so composed. Yeeeeeah.
"I mean, yeah, if you want." He smiled sheepishly. "I drove here in a- real-ly RAD mind you- car because my hive is a lit-tle farther. I can AS-SUME your hive is closer, because the theater is closer to the beach, RIGHT? Or do you not live near the beach?"
"Don't sweat it! I'l-l HAP-PILY drive you home!" He gently pat Densra on the shoulder. "Seriously, stop wor-ryin' so much. It's co-ol." His gaze lingered on Densra for a little longer than it should've before he sharply turned towards the door outside. "H-haha, um, shal-l we go?"
Alegro walked in front of Densra for a little, walking around the outside of the theater and trying to find his car. He excitedly pointed at it and led Densra to it. "You wanna to sit at the FRONT, next to me?" He fumbled with his keys for a moment before unlocking the car.
He opened the door to the driver’s seat and sat down after Densra. "You can sit WHEREVER you want. It’s just NICER to have you next to me." He pauses for a moment before nervously adding, "Y’know, so I can... talk to you..." He frowns, conscious that he must seem extremely weird, and turns his key in the lock cylinder. The car starts up.
"No, it’s safe. I’m a GO-OD driver!" Well, he isn’t really the best, but there’s no way he’s going to freak his date out. ’Date’. "That won’t MAT-TER if you don’t put that thing next to you on. It goes over your front and INTO that buckle." He points at Densra’s seatbelt, then the seatbelt buckle. Alegro puts his on as a demonstration. "Safety FIRST, right?"
To be Continued...
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