Your POV
You spend the next 5 hours flipping through the cameras, telling Mike to close which door to close at the time.
In the dining room camera, you see a purple shadow in the back.
You hear Mike scream.
Before anything can happen, the 6:00 bell rang. You turned to Mike. "See you tomorrow, then?"
"Actually, do you want to see a late night movie or something?"
You blushed. "Um...sure."
He pulled you out the Pizzeria and into his car. He drove to a movie theater. "What movie do you want to see?"
"(Romance movie you hear of but never saw)"
"Sound good, let's go."
