3:50 PM — SM North EDSA Cinema | Cinema 6
They left the bookstore with light bags in hand—Angel clutching her paperback space opera and Matthew carrying a thin architectural journal he pretended wasn't for work.
The escalator ride to the cinemas was slow, lazy, and comfortable. Above them, digital boards cycled through trailers and posters. Rows of Marvel, local romance, and anime movies flashed like neon promises. Angel paused in front of the list and looked over her shoulder at Matthew.
"Action, comedy, or… emotions?"
He pretended to consider. "Define 'emotions.'"
She smirked. "Crying at a coming-of-age story about a kid and his dog."
"Pass. I didn't bring tissues."
"Fine. How about the new sci-fi romance? The one set on Mars?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess. Forbidden love between an Earth diplomat and a Martian rebel?"
She grinned. "Exactly."
He sighed theatrically. "Alright. But if there's a tragic violin scene during a zero-gravity kiss, I'm blaming you."
