Do you know what is the hardest part of going to the cinema? To watch the movie.
Especially when your own fantasies unfold in your head, in no way inferior to what is happening on the screen.
Especially when someone is sitting next to you who is doing everything possible so that these fantasies do not stop.
Emily tried in vain to focus on the picture flickering in the dark that was telling the story about great first love. There was a noise in her ears, everything floated and swayed in front of her eyes as if a cinema had fallen into an earthquake zone.
Justin Evans (damn him!) turned out to be a very active spectator, commenting on scenes from the film at every opportunity.
And all would be fine if Emily understood what he was saying!
As soon as the man leaned over to her ear and whispered another comment, her brain turned off the speech recognition zone and focused on the sensations of the body.
