the group

[instar]

Gym. Yoga. Mat. Corner.

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[hold_infinity]

Ooh, ticket!

"How are we for time? It might be a better idea for me to pay you back after the movie," says Robin. "I expect I'll spend a while staring at a handful of indistinguishable bills and cursing."

[pandion]

"It'll start in like ten minutes, we should find seats," says Andi. "They're numbered, you know, the bills, what else do you usually expect money to do, fold itself into origami birds?"

[hold_infinity]

"I expect it to be different bloody colours and sizes!" she exclaims. "So I don't have to squint at the corner to see the bloody denomination!"

[pandion]

"The portraits are different too. Do you maybe need glasses?" Andi spots the correct theater and heads into the darkness.

[hold_infinity]

"I've been in this country for a sodding week, you think I've had time to memorize the faces on your money?"

[pandion]

"Would you have had the time to memorize new colors? I mean, there would be no reason for the colors to match even if there were colors. Do you like being closer to the screen or farther back?"

[hold_infinity]

"In the middle and a little to the side's my favourite. It'd be easier to remember 'red is one, green is five' or whatever than learn to recognize a bunch of dead blokes and then remember out which one's which."

[pandion]

Andi finds two seats together a little ways in from the aisle, halfway up, and plops down. "Huh, I think it'd be easier to learn which queens are on what or whatever than colors if I moved to England."

[hold_infinity]

"Maybe," says Robin. "But only because you grew up with this bullshit."

[pandion]

"Maybe. Or maybe I'm just good with faces? I can draw, kinda."

[hold_infinity]

"Yeah, could be."

[pandion]

"Caricatures really, not realistic anything and not anything except people. Maybe I'll draw caricatures for a living when I grow up, I don't know. What do you want to do?"

[hold_infinity]

"Rock star," she says immediately.

[pandion]

"Ooh, what do you play?"

[hold_infinity]

"Guitar. I sing, too. Don't know how good I am at either, but it's fun."

[pandion]

"That's awesome. There's a choir at school, they're not any good but it's something."

[hold_infinity]

"I will die before I join a school choir," snorts Robin.

[pandion]

"Aww, why?"

[hold_infinity]

She shakes her head. "Not my kind of music, not my kind of fun."

[pandion]

"Are you going to try starting a band, then?"

[hold_infinity]

"Maybe someday."

[pandion]

"Sometimes I think about learning an instrument but then I think about all the little seven-year-olds who can play ridiculously well and it just feels embarrassing to start."

[hold_infinity]

Robin shrugs. "Everybody starts somewhere, right?"

[pandion]

"Yeah, I guess. I also don't know what I'd pick up."

[hold_infinity]

"Figure it out, and you could be in my band," laughs Robin.