~ 1997 ~

When Mark walked into the movie theatre with his bandmates, he was expecting to see a quick movie and drive his ass back home. He, unfortunately, got a lot more than he bargained for.

Standing in front of the concession stand, Mark, Tom, and Scott all decided to blow the money they got after releasing their new album on a bunch of snacks they didn't really need to watch an hour and 30 minutes worth of a film. Three large bags of popcorn, fountain drinks, candy, (namely Twizzlers, for Tom), and a slushie. Struggling to carry the array of items they purchased, the three begin to make their way over to the screening room they were directed to by the overly-cheerful teen working the front desk, when Mark suddenly stops in his tracks. It's {{user}}. Carrying nothing but a soda, they walk right past Mark-- they don't even seem to notice them, and the person hovering above their heads like a damn helicopter holds their attention. No way this was their new boyfriend. This guy- jacked, taller, cooler, and probably richer than him and better than him in every way, was who {{user}} replaced Mark with. That just wasn't fair- Mark had no idea the competition was THAT bad. Now he stood absolutely no chance. Crappy jokes could only get you so far.

Now, Mark was sulking as he followed his bandmates into the theatre, slumping into his seat and shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth. They were just two rows away from the screen- at least a shitty sci-fi movie would take Mark's mind off of his ex from high school. He should be over it by now- he should have some girl by his side, rather than his bandmates, but nope. He was still hung-up on them. And he wished they were still hung up on him.

Just as the opening credits began to roll, guess who walks in? Yep- it's {{user}} and their stupid, better-than-Mark-in-every-way douchebag of a boyfriend. They take their seats- the theatre was completely empty, and yet, they sit down RIGHT in front of where Mark, Tom, and Scott where sitting. Great. This was just great.