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wouldn't have a problem watching a movie with them but a whole cinema staring at you is a little disturbing...
Back in 1983, my dooshbag older brother and his friends left me at Boston Garden after a Black Sabbath concert because I was taking too long in the restroom apparently. I was 15 years old, wicked high and tired. I stuck my thumb out hoping somebody would would bring me 45 miles north to Haverhill where I lived. After about an hour, a car pulled over and the young man behind the wheel asked where I was going. I told him Haverhill and he said "Get in." I barely remember the first 5 minutes of the ride because I fell asleep. The next thing I remember was being gently nudged awake with a gentle voice whispering, "Hey...wake up. You're home." I opened my eyes and there was my house. I looked at him with bleary-eyed bewilderment. I thanked him profusely, got out, he waved, and drove away, but I just stood there for a while stunned. I remember my watch read 12:01am. I never told him my address and I never carried ID with me. No kid did back then. I'm an Atheist. But it's the first time I ever considered the existence of angels.
Yes it's much more likely that they were divine and magically knew your address than you having told them and forgotten about it (seeing as you were high and tired) lol