for @misscrazyfangirl321 , based on this post. I went in an entirely different direction than you did, but I hope it will still entertain
Sorry Darcy I just don't think we're going to work out
No hard feelings, right?
Cheers
Darcy stared at the texts, disbelief quickly giving way to rage. Was he serious? Was he freaking serious?! Not only was he dumping her over text, he decided to do it after she'd already bought their tickets? He could have at least had the decency to dump her before she'd shelled out $30.
And to think she'd offered the man popcorn.
(It wasn't that she was that into him, admittedly. Ian was cool to hang out with and everything, but more than half the fun of their relationship was having someone she could brag about to Jane and enjoy Nat's frustration that she had yet to track him down and threat—that is, vet—him to her satisfaction. The movie was supposed to be the big reveal, where she could introduce him and gloat accordingly.)
(...okay maybe he did have a point about them not working out in the long run, but seriously. His timing could have been better. Jane, Nat, Clint, and the others would be here any minute, and she was currently all out of boyfriends. If she couldn't figure out something fast, Darcy's Fake Boyfriend would live in infamy forever. Which wasn't fair, because her boyfriend hadn't even been fake this time!)
‘Enjoy your show!’
Darcy blinked, jolted out of her spiral by the voice of the theatre attendant.
The very nice voice of the very cute theatre attendant.
‘Thanks, you too,’ she said faintly.