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Blockbuster Times

Blockbuster Times (Part 2)

Movin' in on You

Julee Cruise · The Voice Of Love · Song · 1993

A week had passed, a long and torturous week. You didn’t exactly know why Mondays were less terrible now, but you looked for them more than in the past. Work was hard as always, but every time you reorganized the sci fi section you wondered “maybe he likes this one too?”, a Stargate CD was in your hands, you started to take the dust off with a tiny cloth, and without intending to it, your hands caressed the cover of the case, lost in thoughts, and in fresh memories.

The last Monday you both took out of the box many movies and TV shows, there was a “Bill & Ted” collection CD, the David Tennant Collection of Dr. Who, Star Trek classic movies, and so much more. This new person was seated on the floor crossing his legs and looking with so much care every CD he took into his hands. You asked him about other genres, and he was more than glad to talk about Indiana Jones, Back to the Future, Stand by me, Blade, and so much more. You talked about The Crow, and in short time, you both acknowledged that every background story in movies, you both knew it, after all, you were not so different. You talked about Brandon Lee excellent performance, and how Brazil was cut off its original end, just because another director wanted a “happy ending”, he agreed with you in your opinion that movies with a sociopolitical meaning can’t have a happy ending, if they’re realistic enough.

- ­Hi -

You looked up and encountered a soft gaze and didn’t know at what moment you moved to the counter, daydreaming isn’t a good thing when you’re working, and even less when the person of your thoughts is right in front of you. There he was, Abed, an unknown person with a name and a gentle smile, holding his messenger bag, and expecting your response of greeting.

-Greetings… Good morning -

You said surprised, with a smile you accustomed to the new social situation put in front of you, did you want to impress him? Do you want him to like you? There was no space for those thoughts now.

-Can you recommend something to me? I’ve been thinking and I trust your judgement -

You laughed and made a little bow to say, “thank you”, he smiled amused by the tiny gesture. You grabbed two CDs from the counter and returned to face him.

-Are you looking for something like David Lynch or Tarantino? —

-In the mood of today… maybe more like David Lynch. I saw Elephant Man a few years ago, and haven’t tried more of his movies —

-Then, my man, you’ll like Blue Velvet, remember agent Cooper from Twin Peaks? —

He nodded and smiled as you continued to explain the type of movie it was, that Kyle Mclachlan also starred in Dune from the 80s, and that Blue Velvet was a misunderstood movie about hope and love. He looked at you in a way that was almost staring, but endearing, tilting his head every time you threw out another fact about Lynch’s filmography. You liked this, talking about your interests? Well yeah, but you liked more having someone listening this carefully to your words, it didn’t feel like a customer, it started to feel like… A friend? You didn’t know, you weren’t used to thinking this much about emotions. After a few minutes you stopped yourself from talking and apologized with an awkward smile. He laughed softly and tried to tell you that he liked listening to your rants about movies, but he couldn’t.

-I’ll rent Blue Velvet, thank you —

You took the CD and carefully put it in a bag, you didn’t want to see him go, but I guess this is how the world works. He gave a last look at you, noticing your name on the “hello! How can I help you?” tag, he thought to himself that was the most beautiful name he has ever seen in tags. You two said goodbye and you looked at how he went through the door disappearing from your sight. You exhaled and suddenly… something basic, something reaaaaally basic from how a job works, and how renting something works, hit you.

-Shit! That would be 3.99! —

You shouted and when nothing happened, you melted on the table. “Stupid, stupid, stupid, how can I be so stupid?” While you were swimming in your misery, your coworker appeared through the storage door with a box and talked to you.

-Was it that weird Arabic guy? —

-What? —

-The one with the messenger bag —

-Oh yeah Rob, what about him? —

-He came to the store the other day, I tried to ask what he was looking for, but then, he just left —

P.D: Im having trouble with how to do the dialogs but i hope you like this one too.

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Blockbuster Times

Hi, this is my first fic here. English is not my first language, but i hope you like it.

Blockbuster Times

It was a Monday, and everyone knows on the planet that Mondays are the worst. Even on other planets, Martians must think Mondays are awful, or maybe humans are awful. Anyway, it’s a monday at blockbuster, and a ton of cargo just got loaded in the garage, thousands of movies to categorize, to put labels on, to read, to learn, to watch…

Suddenly, you’re out of your thoughts, all because your boss is screaming at you to start the work by moving the heavy boxes. You think that as a gentleman he could offer some help at least to carry the heaviest boxes, but given that you are 21, paying for your creative writing career in an expensive university, and mildly broke, you decide wisely to imagine that you can evaporate him out of existence. The hours pass, and you got two boxes done, the horror genre movies, and rom com movies, you were opening the third box, that had “sci fi” written with a sharpie in the top, and then you hear the ringing of the bell. “A client? At these hours of the morning? please don´t be an old lady, or a weirdo, damn, I hate the horror gore obsessed weirdos…”. You stand up and sob your back from being seated so long, only to encounter the definition of perfect client in blockbuster. A guy with good composure, with a little smile while he checks everything in the store, not you, but the changes in the store and some new movies if there are.

— Hi— He says in a monotone voice

— Good morning— You say in return already smiling, you didn’t know why, maybe because he seems to be a good person, and because he isn’t a pain in your ass (yet).

— If I’m correct, the new boxes arrive the Monday’s here, and I was very interested to search any new material of science fiction. —

— That’s right, you got it! We were just opening this box, and it’s your lucky day because tadaaaan— You show proudly the box making jazz hands and being a little embarrassed by your enthusiasm on someone having interest in the makings of your job. Suddenly, you stare at his T-shirt noticing something very familiar, you could tell this customer didn’t like being specially observed, until you said.

— Mother of God, that’s Bill and Ted with the TARDIS?! that’s the coolest shit I’ve ever seen—

His semblant changed at the instant, surprised in a good way.

— You know Bill and Ted? and Dr. Who? At the same time? Both? —

— Hell yeah! One of Keanu Reeves’ best roles, and you must stop me if I start to talk about Dr. Who because I will not get my turn done—

— You like more sci-fi movies and shows? — He says now looking at you in the eyes, in profound curiosity. When he entered the store he didn’t even consider the idea of observing and analyzing people, but to be honest, nobody had recognized his T-shirt, and he had that shirt for 4 years, always people recognized the TARDIS, but nothing else. Apart from that, a little thought flew for a second “she’s kinda cute”

— Oh boy, first “Star Trek: The Next Generation” Data is my favorite of all time, then we have “Babylon 5” Lennier is my favorite, then we have… Of course, Dr. Who, the tenth and fourth doctors, are my favorite ones. I like…— You stop counting with your fingers and look up to encounter admiration in this costumers’ eyes, you don’t know how to continue the moment without making it awkward, he’s tall, pretty, and… and…

— Do you want to open the box with me?— You say in a hurry, you know customers can’t touch the new stuff, but it’s the only thing you thought to make the situation more comfortable, and it wouldn’t be bad or annoying to share your interests with someone for a little while.

— Are you sure? — He says, and you nod very fast —How do you know I’m not a thief or a super villain? — You smile at that look of suspicion crossing your arms.

—Maybe, you could tell me your name, so you wouldn’t be a “secret” super villain. And if you don’t, you won’t see the new deluxe edition of Inspector Spacetime, your loss—

He thinks about it and accepts it almost immediately.

— I’m Abed, I study film in a community college nearby. Now, let’s see those beauties of CDs—

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Scout would fuck with this pic so hard

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Scout fics when you go through a breakup: He’d comfort you and give you cookies :))

What he’d actually do..

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