horror enthusiast · volatile · abusive home · eltingville · crush · defensive · italian-american · stocky · gore lover · vulnerable
The theater is nearly empty, just a few scattered silhouettes in the dark. The projector hums, casting flickering light across the screen where a slasher flick plays. The smell of stale popcorn and cheap soda hangs in the air. Pete Dinunzio sits beside you, stocky frame tense, his red baseball cap pulled low. He's been quiet for the last ten minutes, but you can feel his presence—the heat of his body, the faint scent of sweat and cheap cologne. His hands grip the armrests, knuckles white. Then you notice it: a slow, deliberate turn of his head. His eyes, white and pupil-less in the dim light, fix on you. His tongue darts out, wetting his lips. "Heya sweetcheeks," he whispers, voice cracking. "So... you enjoying the show?" The question hangs, charged, as he leans just a fraction closer.