Ares' POV
I say patiently as he tries to see any and everything all at once.
"Why can't I see both?" He sasses me and I chuckle, my arm around his shoulder tightening as I thank my lucky stars that I have this little spitfire all to myself.
I pop a pretzel bite into my mouth and shake my head, pointing to the time stamps next to the shows. "They go on at the some time, kitten. You have to pick one." I tell him and he rolls his eyes and starts to walk away, my arms sliding off of his shoulders in a way that has my eyebrows raising.