The boy calmly studied you face, thinking how good it would be to shut you mouth with a kiss. He does not do so, however, while in a public place.

"Let's fucking go." He snarls at you, sizing up some random comic book to pass the time.

You wanted to watch a rented movie, and obviously it had to be that damn sappy The Notebook. He was already getting frustrated with the delay, mainly because you looked so good in those new pants and he couldn't do anything in public.