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movie night (pt 2.)

omniscient pov | tries..

8:34 P.M.

after their conversation, fantasia packed, showered, and joined karen back in the kitchen to help make snacks for the movie night.

theodore walked minutes later. fantasia didn't acknowledge his presence while karen did.

"hey baby, where did you go?"

"out with a few friends."

"mariah is doing fine they said she-" he cut her off.

"good to know. im gonna go and take a shower."

"are you participating in movie night?"

"sure." he said in an aggravated tone before going up the stairs.

ho is you coo???

"bitch"

karen mumbled and the two laughed.

"so where are you leaving to go?"

"los angeles, california."

"all by yourself?"

"well, my parents have to work, and i don't have any siblings, so yeah, but i mean, it's okay. i can go by myself."

"poor baby. how old are you, if you don't mind me asking?"

"i dont mind, but im twenty."

"are your parents supportive of you?"

"very. they wish me the best in everything i do."

"and yet you're still traveling alone."

"yeah..."

fantasia couldn't be mad. after all, it was the truth. she always managed to put everyone else before herself.

"put yourself first for once and watch your life do a one eighty, and when you do, don't you ever look back. understand?"

"yes, i understand."

"good. how is the nacho cheese turning out?"

"pretty good. are all of the popcorn done?"

"yes, i put them in the theater already. everyone has one at their seats along with the drinks."

"okay, this is done."

karen removed the cheese from the stove and put some on the nachos.

"do you eat jalapeños?"

"i dont too spicy."

"you're missing out."

the front door opened, revealing taraji. she didn't acknowledge the two until karen spoke, stopping her in her tracks.

"taraji"

"yeah?"

"get cleaned up and join us, will you."

"k and gran can you make six more snacks."

"why? it's only four of us"

"can you just please make six more. i wouldn't be asking for no reason."

"okay i will. who else is coming?"

"some folks."

"do we know them?"

"yeah, i think."

"okay, then ill make more."

she walked away.

"she won't even look my way."

"thats fine. someone else will, and they'll never look away. come on, let's get these nachos in the theater."