Where they find each others hands

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Thanks to myheadisclear for this one!

He settled himself in to the comfortable chair in the cinema, balancing the large box of popcorn on his thigh between them.

There had been debate at the counter; one wanted sweet, the other salted.

He shook the box in an attempt to mix the two flavours within.

His hand plunged in to the box, coating his fingers in a savoury-sweet residue. This was a lucky dip, he could emerge with the dreaded sweet!

The lights dimmed, his hand still rummaging in the box until he felt soft delicate fingers graze against his, their fingers interlacing amongst the popcorn.

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