The Boys

As the trailers began wrapping up and the pre-show was alerting the audience to silence their cellphones. Zeke reactively grabbed Renee's, smiled warmly at the background image of their date at Funcoland and silenced it, wondering what was taking her and Sophie so long.

“Yo Andrew, think we should check on the girls?”

“Hell no I ain't missing a second of this. You couldn't ask by the sixth trailer? They're probably just being girls chatting it up. They’re fine.” Andrew responded while throwing some Raisinettes popcorn into his mouth.

“Yeah you're probably right. Better to let them get to know each other.” Zeke reasoned as he put away Renee's phone.

Meanwhile, in the women's restroom of the movie theater, Renee and Sophie were currently fashioning their socks and shoes. The differences between the hourglass redhead and the average punkshow build's bodies were quite noticeable. The size of Renee's chest outweighed Sophie's average set of knockers. The raven haired girl's mostly tan body made the carrot haired one's tan lines around her chest and bottom look like she was wearing a bright pair of undies. Surprisingly, their rears were nearly the same size, but Renee's was a smooch more perkier. Of course, all the toilet paper and paper towels were out of stock as if the universe wanted these two to have such minimal outfits. They needed a plan.