Movie Date with Myself: Watching ‘It Ends with Us’ for the Third Time

I am off to the movies by myself to see it ends with us for the third time. I might just fall asleep. Come along with me. Our movie starts at 7:30. And to get our popcorn and everything. Get comfortable. You know, it’s kind of crowded. I don’t like it. I will be at the concession. Is that what they call it? I don’t fucking know. Other people be sneaking snacks and stuff like that. I need to start doing that. But, like, I had no time. I don’t even know what I want, but let’s go. You got it? Yeah, I got it. Thank you. I appreciate it. Thank you, girl surgeon. Get out of my restaurant. Stop. I made it about halfway through, and I was like, I gotta go one. I am sleepy. I’m so tired, and I cannot. I don’t trust myself to wake up before the movie’s over. I like the movie. The book was better. Of course, I am not Team Ralph at all. I am Team Atlas. Have been from the beginning. You should definitely watch the movie, but read that book. Thanks for coming to the movies with me. I really appreciate it. I love my little solo movie dates.