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Emmy crossed her arms in annoyance at how loud Kyler and Edwin were laughing, kicking the back of their seats. "Can you two shut it? There are other people trying to enjoy the movie and can't because you're acting like fucking hyenas."
Kyler reacted by loudly laughing in her face.
"Dick," she muttered, leaning back in her seat.
"Not into the movie?" she turned her head at the sound of Robby's voice, noticing Tory in a completely different head space.
"Yeah, you ok, Tor?" she worriedly asked.
"Oh, it's fine. I just had a shitty day."
"Wanna talk about it?" Emmy asked, leaning her head on Tory's shoulder.
Tory responded by leaning her head on top of her friend's. "I'd rather not."
"Hey, yo, bitch boy," the two girls rolled their eyes in sync at the sound of Kyler's voice, Robby laughing to himself at their faces. "What about mine?"
Kenny sighed, coming up to Kyler's window. "You said you didn't want anything."
"Well, I want some now. So let me get two buckets of popcorn, with butter, five large cokes, two hot dogs, with mustard, not ketchup, and a pretzel."
"But I can't carry ⎯ "
"And some nachos with extra cheese and jalapeno poppers, all right?"
Kenny walked away, and Emmy took this opportunity to lean forward from her seat and tugged harshly on Kyler's ear, earning pained groans. "If you want it, go get it yourself, asshole."
"Why are you being such a bitch lately?" Kyler rubbed his red ear.
"Hey. Watch your mouth," Robby warned, opening the car door and climbing out, following after Kenny.
"You're a real douchebag you know that?" she said to Kyler. "That kid is one of us now. Show him some respect."
"He ain't even close to being one of us. Still too skittish. Hey, maybe I can set him straight, make him a real man," he then made a punching motion, him and Edwin laughing to themselves like idiots.
Emmy just shook her head, muttering curses under her breath. Then the car door opening caught her attention, and Robby climbed back in. He turned to her, seeing her face. "He's fine."
Emmy sighed, placing her head on Robby's shoulder. "It's not fair to him. I mean, we didn't make you lick the floor when you joined."
"He'll be fine, Em. Trust me. I won't let anything bad happen to him."
She lifted her head up to look him in the eye. "Promise?"
It was then that Robby realized that she was, in fact, very close to his face. "Promise."
