We bought popcorn in adjacent lines and we looked at each other brieflly... we met again at the butter and napkin station. You watched the movie by yourself, as did I. I should have stopped you as you walked out of the theatre after the movie, but I was too shy.
matt loves his job and his co-workers. he works for a boutique advertising firm that has had some major accounts but usually keeps it low key. they dress casual at his office which is essentially one large room, of course it's all white, painted exposed brick, ceiling fans and exposed pipes. macs are everywhere. our hero was running just a little late today, and threw on a pair of cuffed denim shirts, a scoop neck tee and a short sleeve buttondown on top of that. he's a slim guy and although he won't admit, looks at his reflection in store windows every five minutes.
the day at work starts off slow, he's on gchat and cursing the firewalls for blocking him from his usual blog checks, he settles for nymag.com & twitter. harry potter is a trending topic, and he's been anxiously awaiting this movie and has been trying to persuade his friends to go with him, unfortunately, they already have purchased tickets for another theater which is sold out. he's mad they didn't tell him they were going and briefly wonders if he's that friend they all make fun of and exclude. happily, he and his friends are all complaining about their "good" friend christie on gchat and he is released of anxiety,
matt: hey what's up
jason: christie is being so annoying, why does she think i care about a guy who once looked at her at yoga?
matt: why would she want to date a guy from yoga? that's just weird
jason: he's probably really bendy
matt: she doesn't know what to do with bendy
after poking enough fun at christie, matt secures tickets to the only harry potter showing not sold out--murray hill. he isn't particularly excited about this location but will brave the dbag neighborhood in honor of his hogwarts friends. upon arriving at the theater, he is overcome by a sea of pastel colored polos and gossip girl wannabes. matt smiles waiting in line for popcorn and thinks to himself, "she couldn't be blair waldorf because she's fat and is wearing a juicy couture dress." he also ponders who would be a better hogwarts romance, and ultimately is torn between harry and dean. before further debate, he decides he is being childish and should think of something else. just then, he sees his newest thought in the adjacent popcorn line. he's a typical murray hill resident but instead of khakis he has jeans, he has a white v-neck t on, and a buttondown over it. the guy is in less than perfect shape. you can tell he played something like lacrosse in college, but my how the half year since graduation has taken its toll. feeling his eyes on him, the stranger turns his gaze to matt and they make eye contact. the line moves, connection missed.
but lo! connection revived at the butter line. there is an awkward tangling of hands, the stranger doesn't look up, he is probably straight/homophobic and thus worried that matt will turn him to dust with his eyes or worse, perform an unforgivable curse. matt sees him in the theater, just a few rows below but decides not to approach him after the movie, he is very distressed at the death of dumbledore.
he was a great wizard.
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