"I work here and Im cleaning up after the movie is over and youre the only person left, because youre ugly crying with popcorn all over your lap." Foreword"Are you sure youre not a stalker? Ive noticed that you stare at me everytime I come.""Oh, so youve noticed me. Well, good for you. I wasnt staring at you, I was glaring at you. You always make such a mess.""Quit, then." A/N: I decided to write this as a thank you. I got over 300 subscribers and I started writing not a week ago. Ive never tried writing before, but Ive spent more time reading fanfictions than talking with people and that comes from a very social person.And JoyRi needs some lovin, too. They gay af.