I look at the girl in the ticket booth and she looks back at me, waiting for what I’m going to say.
Of course I know that I look like a total idiot just staring at her so I open my mouth to say something but the word – oh, the short, simple two syllable repetitive word just can’t get out of my throat. To reiterate, the word never even reached my mouth. It was stuck in my throat in an I-swallowed-a-bubblegum-I’m-gonna-die kind of way.
“Anong movie?” the girl finally says and FUCK I CAN’T DO THIS so I look at Lawi and cock my head towards the ticket girl.
He makes a sound that’s one third groan, one third gag and one third laugh, and then says either cinema four or cinema five. I can’t remember because I was too occupied with being ashamed.
We get the tickets and go inside. For a moment everything is Klaroline and nothing hurts but then this guy who’s supposed to collect our ticket looks at me and oh no please don’t.
“Anong movie po?”
I cringe hard, like really really hard. It’s bad enough that I’m actually interested to see this movie given who stars in it, do these freakin cinema people have to make me say it!
I pull Lawi’s arm and drag him in front of the guy like I'm offering him to the temple of Apollo in Delphi or something. Oh, sun-god I beg of you to let me preserve what little dignity I have left. To sate your thirst for humiliation I give you Lawi.
Lawi looks at me in an exasperated kind of way and for a moment I feel sorry for him. Er, actually, no. I love you bro but better you than me.
He takes a deep breath before he turns to the guy.
And then he screeches “TIK-TIK!”
So yesterday was another epic day and last night I was so stoked to make a post about it but I woke up today feeling really lazy and I don’t want to force the post so for the mean time let me just share a bit of what happened when we went out to watch a movie.