Anu;
The credits have been rolling for almost two minutes, and I still haven't moved an inch. I stare at the television with my mouth agape as names I don't care about float up the screen.
No. Absolutely not.
There is no fucking way I just wasted almost two hours of my life watching that woman make every wrong decision available to mankind, find ways to survive them, only to die five minutes before the movie ends.
Beside me, Zane reaches once more into the popcorn bowl sitting between us. He digs around for a few seconds, then pauses when he finds nothing.
Of course there's nothing. He ate everything.
I slowly turn my head towards him and find him staring at the names on the screen.
He probably feels my stare because his hand stops moving inside the empty bowl, and his eyes move to me.
"What?" He questions, and I blink at him.
"What?" I repeat, and his brows lift slightly.
"You've been staring at me." He points out, and my jaw clenches.
