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He purses his lips against her gentle kiss before continuing in down the street with his wife sidled up next to him. “Don’t be sorry.” He responds, swinging their hands gently and noticing the movie theater coming into view. Once they reach it, he purchases the tickets for their movie at the ticket booth and holds the door open for her to head inside. He follows her into the shelter of the theater and grasps her hand again. “Do you want any snacks?” He asks.

Larry looks around the room and notices moderate lines at the concession counters. He turns his attention back to his wife and smiles. “Up to you.” He says, tucking their tickets into his pocket for easy access. Larry continues peering around the theater, scanning the throng of couples and very few families littered throughout. He would like to take her to the movies more often, but sometimes their lives can be extremely demanding and leisure activities don’t take priority.

       Upon stepping into the theater, Ally looks around absently at the cluster of people all heading towards their desired movies. It takes her a m o m e n t or two to register what Larry had ask, and the blondes brows draw into a loose knit. “Wha– oh, a drink, other than that, I’m stuffed from dinner.” She states once she’d finally caught onto what he was saying. With absent movements, the blonde toys with one of the velcro straps of her wrist brace, and smiles up at him with a slight tilt to her head.

“I mean, if you want something to snack on, go for it handsome.” She comments a few seconds later, before leaning f o r w a r d to press a kiss to his cheek, while shifting out of the way of a few passing couples. “I’m gonna use the restroom, so I don’t have to get up during the movie.” Last time she’d gone to see a movie, it had just gotten to the good part, and she was too busy bouncing about before having to literally s c u r r y to the restroom.