The Movies II

“Fuck you, dude,” I said to Andrew.

That was a big mistake on my end. Andrew grabbed his right sneaker and put the shoe’s opening right up to my nose and mouth, shoving my face into it. As I tried to get up, Andrew’s put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me right back in the seat. He stretched legs back out on my shoulders again. Seeing I was doing nothing to stop him from picking on me, Andrew rubbed my cheeks with his socked foot, and I could feel Andrew’s skin through the holes in the base of his socks. When I turned my head to say something to him, his socked toes filled my mouth.

“Stop,” Laryssa said, with Rob’s laughter overwhelming her voice. “You’re destroying him!”

She was saying the right thing, but her tone of voice and lack of action suggested that she was as entertained as Rob was.

“Eh…just another day at the office-ah,” Andrew responded fist-bumping Rob like a total bro. Man, they looked cool together. Two alpha males that I was lucky enough to be in the presence of.

I guess Rob and Andrew didn’t find the movie particularly interesting because popcorn was constantly being flicked at my head from both their directions. It was Sara’s turn to stop Rob from picking on me.

“Aw, but he’s doing it too!” Rob said, his boyish laughter egging Andrew on.

Halfway through the movie I was picking kernels out of my hair, when I caught Rob and Sara move to an empty aisle on my left. Andrew and my wife stayed behind. Sara must have gotten tired because her head fell into Rob’s lap, face-first as soon as they sat down. Rob must have been shaking his legs because I could see Sara’s head bob up and down a few times. Rob, too, must have been bored out of his mind, as his head was cocked back, and his eyes were closed. His big hand was gripping Sara’s head delicately like he was holding her hair up.