Stella's Perspective:
I couldn't help but sarcastically berate myself for being utterly foolish. Turning around, I noticed the convenience store next to the cinema with its lights on, so I walked over and bought cigarettes and a lighter.
When I came out, James had finished his call and was walking towards me.
A rebellious streak surged within me, but then I thought about my age and felt quite childish, so I quickly stuffed the cigarettes and lighter into my pocket and walked out with a smile. "Finished your call?"
He looked at me with an apologetic expression. "Tried to sneak away, but still got caught."
I inwardly grumbled but smiled outwardly. "It's nice to have someone care about you; it shows you're important to them. The movie's over, you should head back."
He smirked playfully.
