Hours ago -
The line for tickets in the movieplex lobby moved sluggishly, the hum of conversations blending with the clink of coins and the rich, buttery scent of popcorn wafting from the counter.
Freya stood tall, arms crossed, her platinum-cyan hair tucked under a low cap, her blue eyes hidden behind oversized sunglasses as she scanned the movie titles glowing above.
The mall's bright lights bounced off the glass walls, casting a frenetic energy over the crowd, but Freya's stance was steady, a quiet anchor amidst the buzz.
Beside her, Rhea shifted restlessly, her crimson hair peeking from under her cap, her amber eyes flickering with impatience, her casual mall outfit hugging her curves despite the loose hoodie.
"Freya," she said suddenly, her voice sharp, cutting through the lobby's hum.
"Yes?" Freya didn't look away, her blue eyes fixed on the ticket counter, her voice dry. "And for the nth time, I'm not choosing an animated cartoon movie. Go get your snacks."
