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'The other moviegoers should already be inside the theaters which are sound proof so no matter how much he yells they won't be able to hear him. Many might not even be willing to step out and help, but, that's not the same for the ticket takers and other staff here' Anthony thought, watching the customer who was about to do exactly what he told him to. "Come on princess, stop moving too much so the camera can capture your face—" Jason said but was interrupted by the chime of the girl's phone getting unlocked. Instantly realizing his success in what he had been trying to achieve for the past minute and a half, Jason smirked and let go of her head to operate the phone with his dominant hand. He quickly went into the keypad to dial his number with a huge smirk on his face. She tried to get her phone back but the other two guys used their bigger bodies to obstruct her from getting through, and after trying too hard, she gave up and stepped back. She shrugged "You know what, it doesn
"I've got good news, man!" The customer said, grinning from ear to ear and sliding the palm of his left hand on the countertop. He went from the point right next to him, until he walked around the counter and got to where Anthony was standing. Once he had a blank-faced Anthony in front of him, the customer stared at him for a good three seconds before he jolted into awareness, and all of a sudden he was acting nervous. "Sorry about that. I can call you MAN, can’t I?” The customer grimaced “I know you’re older than me but it can't be by that much, right? Maybe just a few years 'cause you look like you're twenty-one and I'm seventeen, so not that much" he said, nodding his head and folding his arms proudly. Anthony’s shaved beard was making him look a year younger but the customer didn’t know that. He flicked his eyes a bit lower, staring at the name tag on Anthony's clothes. After staring into the name tag, the customer became shocked. He grimaced, saying "Favorite? Strange name b
Slowly he turned to look at who this person was and saw that it was a young girl who had her phone pushed forward towards him and her head lowered a bit. He wondered what her intention was but not feeling interested enough to check, he wanted to look away when from the opposite side he heard footsteps rushing up to where the both of them were. "??" When he flicked his eyes over to where these footsteps were originating from, he saw the same set of girls he had seen staring and pointing at him moments before, walking around the counter and meeting with the girl who had her phone extended to him They all stood behind her back, having encouraging looks on their faces, and it was obvious to him that all of them were in this together He dropped the ladle back in the bag full of popcorn kernels and then sighed while still looking at them and they became nervous from his stare alone "What do you think you're all doing?" He asked One of the girls from behind nudged the girl in front be
"Disgusting!" With a cold sneer, Anthony who stood over one of the water closets in the Nostalgia Cinema restroom stalls said. He had a plunger in one hand and a toilet scrubber in the other, throwing his face to the side and smacking his tongue in disgust when he saw it. There was a single big piece of turd floating in the middle of the water, staring at him and he couldn't help but curse whoever left it there. Frowning and rolling his eyes, he turned around to close the stall door, locked it then went on to take care of business. He flushed multiple times but the turd refused to sink, remaining afloat on the surface after all the excess water had gone down. "Shit!" He cursed after what he did only scattered it into smaller pieces, making it more difficult to flush and his work more difficult now. Anthony concluded that something must be blocking the pipes, so he huffed and rolled his eyes exasperatedly, knowing what was needed of him to do and he wasn't happy about it. He ro
After seeing the reaction these two were having to what he showed them, Jason quickly put on a look of disgust before rolling his eyes and dropping his shirt to cover the gun back up again "I swear, you guys are such pathetic losers," Jason said then turned to the left to stare at his reflection on the mirror wall, right above the row of sinks He moved over to the sink then turned on the tap and started to wash his hands. He then flicked his eyes to the shocked-looking reflections of the two there with him "What are you both acting so scared for? How many times do I have to tell you guys who my brother is?" He said then took his eyes back to his reflection Because of what he said, the other two who now remembered all the times he had spoken about his brother and felt like it wasn't out of place for Jason to have a gun because of that fact had a little amount of tension they were feeling relinquished, and so they walked closer to him by the sink. Todd who hadn't spoken since and
"Who are you?!" With a confused yet intimidating stare, Jason turned his attention away from Anthony's reflection on the mirror wall and took it to the man himself, matching Todd and Corner as they all faced the same direction, roaring the first thing that came across his mind to ask the minute his eyes met Anthony's. 'Has he been here all this time? Wait a minute, did he hear us talk about the gun?' Jason questioned himself, almost looking a bit panicked and cautious but trying his best to hide it from everyone. This is one of the first lessons in the list of things that his brother thought him about altercations, that the one who looks like they've already lost, even before the battle starts, always ends up being the actual loser. So, he was consciously maintaining his composure because he didn't want to give up his power by looking affected as a result of Anthony's presence there. Because, apart from not being able to intimidate Anthony as he wants, it'll also weaken the control
"Where the hell is that maniac? How long is it going to take him just to clean a single stall, huh?" The manager of the Nostalgia cinema complained, leaning on and tapping his finger on the top of the counter impatiently and frowning while all the customers walked by. He has been like this for a whole minute now, few minutes after the girls had left because Anthony was no longer there to give his number and then all of a sudden, from thinking too hard on the topic, he got the jolt of an idea popping into his mind "Wait, don't tell me he found a way to sneak out of the job instead of doing what I ordered him to do!" He frowned with folded eyebrows, crossed his arms on themselves as he stood upright and started to walk around the insides of the counter. "Does he really want to get fired, because I can make that happen in an instant if he tries me" his face remained squeezed. "I'm here by the entrance so there's no way he could have possibly escaped me, could he?" He turned to look at
"Exactly! I was the best worker and that's why I got promoted to the manager instead of the other buffoons. I was able to do any job given to me and at a very fast pace, even going far and beyond what I should have with unpaid overtime, just to make sure that this place is good at all times and doing jobs not assigned to me yet by the previous manager. But now, just to clean a single stall your lazy ass and that maniac thinks that fifteen minutes isn't long enough to have gotten the job done and back already?!" He leaned closer to her face to intimidate her even more. "You're completely right boss" she gulped, leaning as far back from him as she could without stepping back and after a few seconds of keeping her like that, the manager finally calmed down "Then you better shut up about things you don't know anything about and do your job. That's what you're being paid for after all" he said, flicking his eyes to the countertop to suggest that she goes back to what she was doing moments