The rage in Baron Lawrence's chest reached its peak, and he heard the string called reason in his mind snap completely. With a grim face, he crumpled the movie tickets in his hand and tossed them into the trash can, along with the popcorn that flew in after. Then, swiftly, he grabbed Enna Clark's hand and pulled her to walk outside...
"Baron Lawrence, what are you doing? Weren't you going to watch the movie? Where are you going now?" Enna Clark, being pulled along, stumbled as she followed his steps out.
The man, whose face was dark the entire time, had veins bulging on his forehead as he tried hard to suppress the rage that was about to burst. "Not watching it anymore!"
Enna Clark stopped and held his hands, refusing to move.
