Fight in the theatre (300).

=============Opening Night=============
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10:00 PM.
Movie Title: 300.

I sat in a chair amongst a wave of uncoordinated individuals staring at the previews.
A strong gust of THC twirling my cerebrum.
My legs, they had gotten the fear, they panicked and they shook.
A civilian to my left looked at me with confusion and malevolent aspirations.
The crowd rustling hastily as the Spartan war was only a few minutes away.
Below us a teenager in a white baseball cap strolled along the horizontal aisle, several rows to our facing.
Another individual was standing at the opposite end glanced up.
A mutual agreement was met with their eyes.
Or had it been?
The white-capped male made his way past the loitering goon, but as he did, a few words were said.
The crowd did not yet notice the small verbal scuffle.

A shout.
A smashing of fist to bone.
The man's words turned to fists as he beat down upon "White Cap's" head.
Fear and astonishment among the crowd.
Minutes away from our trippy movie, this was our distraction, we pondered why it came to be.

Two groups of people gathered amongst the backing of both males as they separated.
How was the tension to be cut by a battered victim and his aggressor?
With a hug?
Yes, apparently a hug solves the situation and they embrace each other.
To their seats they stagger shakily, confusion in the audience.
The feds, the marshals?
No, the theater staff, a magnificent force of 10, including security guards appear.
Why, what do they wish to do amongst this unusual assault in their very theater?
The manager and staff talk to the victim and witnesses, two security guards find the harasser.

A cheer roars from the movie-goers as the thug is extracted from the theater.
Victory was won, the peace was to be returned.
To the victim the manager had his slavish staff fetch a free large soda drink.
The victim accepted happily and watched the movie in enjoyment.

Why, on the opening night to 300, had this happened?
Why was our movie delayed by 10 minutes?
Answers evade me.

 

I was just completely fucked last night, that dank was just perfection.
I felt like I was on an acid trip at that movie.
I was literally twitching in my seat, luckily the guy beside me seemed kind of fucked up too.
The fight took away from his quick glances at me so I was happy.

I just remember hearing him say "What is this shit! Come on people, let's start the fucking movie!"

 

I wish, my English teachers think I'm a bad writer because I don't develop my ideas thoroughly enough for their liking.