The lights began to dim as the movie started. Ed snuggled into the seat with a large popcorn and coke. Sighing, he shoved handfuls of popcorn into his mouth. He didn't actually want to watch a movie. What he needed was a distraction. As the previews played on the screen, Ed let his mind wander into mindlessness.
Before Ed totally spaced out, he heard a familiar voice.
"Is here a good?"
He froze. Oh, dear god. You're kidding. Ed craned his neck to the aisle to find Roy and some woman shuffling their way into some seats. That happened to be right in front of him. Ed shrank into his seat. You're fucking shitting me.
But, lo and behold, there was Roy. Roy, the man who gave Ed the butterflies. The man who could be charming, if not a total ass. Roy, who helped nurse Ed's broken heart after Winry's rejection. Roy.
There he sat, flirting with some chick he probably met today. Laughing and kissing her like a reunited lover.
I can't believe my luck. I…I don't need this.
Ed got up and fled the auditorium. As soon as he was past the double doors, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning to see who accosted him, Ed was paralyzed.
"Roy?"