Wendy looked forward to the beginning of the film. It was already fifteen minutes after midnight and the big breast girl was in a bad mood. Her date of the evening had picked her up, none of her friends were there, and the only entertainment station was a midnight lonely film. Sighing, she leaned on the scratching seat as the lights fainted.
The door of the theatre opened and closed quickly, flashing a spear of light with opening curtains. A small figure walked through the driveway. She sat next to Wendy, still boring the unhappy girl. The theatre was almost empty; There was no reason why this woman had only one seat. Pre-movie ads for popcorn and licorice jumped to life and Wendy watched the newcomer out of the corner of his eye.
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