My routine was the same one I did two days earlier. I know it was a waste of time looking for him on Wednesday when he said that he'd be back on Friday, that's today. But I was emotionally a slave, so the exercise could not have been much of a waste.
I decided to while away the time by paying attention to the movie. I'm always in moviehouses, but I seldom watch the movies being shown in them since I always get occupied by something else whenever there.
An hour passed. I did my rounds again. There was no sign of him. I was beginning to lose hope.
I went back to being a legitimate moviegoer again. Until two hours passed. I walked around again, hoping he just got caught up in some traffic and had arrived late. Still, there was no sign of him.
"Okay," I said to myself as I let out a deep breath, "I might as well enjoy the night by looking for a partner."
I found one. He was standing close to the wall near the entrance of the orchestra section of the cinema. We were standing there when a familiar figure came in and proceeded to the rest room. Upon seeing him, I immediately took my leave with my partner, explaining to him everything.
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