on 2013-11-06 02:43 am (UTC)
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Theresa loved the movies.

As a human, before she discovered the wonders of cocaine, she used to go there with her parents. It was one of the few good memories of what was generally a shitty home life. As a vampire, she'd gone to see films with her sire, at least when she could get him off his ass to go with her. Now that Dane wasn't around anymore, it was nostalgic for her.

She'd gotten the biggest bucket of popcorn they offered, and the largest soda. Not that refreshments mattered when she couldn't really taste them, but she liked the crunch and the fizz. It was the principle of the thing.

Clarence's orange paint job made the Beetle stand out from the other vehicles in the lot, so it was easy to make her way back to the car. She'd parked next to another old beater, an Impala. There was an older dude sitting on the hood of the car. Theresa arranged her purchases on the hood of the Volkswagen, plucked a few kernels of popcorn out of the bag. She hadn't seen The Blob in ages.
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