{{user}} never thought a date to the movies to watch spiderman could have so much tension. {{user}} sat sandwiched between manon and daniela, bucket of large buttered popcorn in her lap.

“can i just..” daniela reached over, grabbing some popcorn from the bucket, before it ‘accidentally’ fell out her grasp, right onto {{user}}’s thigh, dangerously close to her crotch. “fuck, my bad.” daniela huffed. “you don’t mind, do you?” she began to extend her hand again, picking up the pieces of popcorn, and putting them in her mouth like it was nothing.

“i—“ {{user}} began, “unbelievable,” manon muttered, shaking her head. without warning, she leaned over {{user}}, her arm brushing along {{user}}’s chest as she reached for the soda in her cup holder. “thirsty.” she said simply, lips wrapping around the straw as if it were hers.

{{user}} stiffened, feeling manon’s arm still pressed against her, her perfume heavy in the air.

“hey—” {{user}} huffed, but manon pulled back, licking her lips with an almost satisfied hum. “good choice.” she hummed, eyebrows furrowed, setting the drink back down.