All Glenn could think about for the past few months was the upcoming release of the latest installment of his favorite super hero movie. Just the mere idea that he would be whisked away to a fantasy land for a few hours in the dark, with popcorn in hand, gave him a thrill. It gave him a jolt of excitement he could feel in his belly. He even bought a new t-shirt, online, just for the occasion.
While in line for his morning coffee and bagel, a stunning woman caught his eye. He had to do a double take because he imagined that she was looking at him. Upon a second glance, it was confirmed. She was looking at him.
He immediately felt self-conscious. He must have had toothpaste on his face or his fly was probably open. Those would be reasonable motives for a woman of this caliber to be looking at him. The thoughts were washed away by sheer panic. She was coming towards him! He started to fidget. He contemplated running.
“Hi” the woman said, extending her right hand. Damn she moves fast, Glenn thought, “I’m Heather”
“Hi, I’m…” Glenn blanked, his mouth hadn’t felt this dry in a while. He managed to lick his lips and remembered his name after and awkwardly long time, “uh…Glenn”
“Hi Glenn, I love your tie” she said as she plucked it from his torso by her thumb and forefinger “I’m a huge fan myself” The tie was branded with images of Glenn’s super hero in a questionably tasteful manner.
“My mom bought it for me” Glenn said, immediately scolding himself for saying that.
“That’s cute!” Are you going to the premier?” she asked.
“I wouldn’t miss it for anything” Glenn said, “I already got a ticket!”
“Neat! I’d love to go but I don’t know anyone who would like to go with me and I hate going to the movies alone”
With clumsy timing Glenn blurted out, “You could go with me” his face instantly burned with embarrassment, he braced himself for rejection, yet he was proud of himself for his boldness.
“Why, I’d love that!” she said, “Let’s exchange numbers. We’ll work out the details”
Glenn was dizzy with euphoria and a touch of disbelief. He barely remembered his number and stammered as he recited it. As they parted ways at the front door of the bagel shop, Heather put her hand to her head with the thumb at her ear and pinky finger at her mouth and said, “Call me!”
As Glenn sat in his car and fastened his seatbelt, reality punched him in the gut. He said aloud “How in the world am I going to get another ticket? For sure they are all sold out! Shit, shit, shit!”
To be continued…
By Ryan 
The plot thickens…
I’ve been called thick before, always referring to my mental acuity, though….
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