#p-hhromcom

[toranoya]

Rom-Com!

@hells-hazbins

Saint Peter slipped into the Multiplex with all the subtlety of a guilty conscience, the glow of Heaven’s marquee lights reflecting off his halo as he ducked down the aisle.

Abel was already in their usual seats—center row, perfect view.

But Peter was late!

Peter could sense his friend’s annoyance as he slid into the seat beside Abel, leaning close. “I know, I know—there was a thing at the Gate. Long line, existential questions, one guy tried to bring a harp-shaped suitcase full of bees—Oh!” Peter smiled as he saw the popcorn and, without asking, reached straight into the bucket. “Smells good,” he added, already chewing. “You always get the good kind. Extra butter.”

The opening music of the rom-com swelled, soft and hopeful. On screen, two strangers collided in a coffee shop, spilling drinks and destiny all over the floor.

Peter settled back, shoulders finally relaxing. “I’m really sorry,” he murmured, quieter now. “I didn’t want to miss this with you.”