Can't sleep. Keep thinking about tomorrow. About sitting across from Mario and Simona and Anneka and pretending I don't notice what's happening.
The thing about being observant is that you see everything. Too much, sometimes. You watch people move through the world and you understand, almost immediately, what they want and what they fear and what they're trying to hide.
With Mario, it's obvious. He wants Simona because she's refused to be seduced. He wants the challenge. The puzzle. The thing he can't control.
With Simona, it's more complicated. She's aware of him as a threat. You can see it in the way she moves when he's in the room. She becomes smaller. More controlled. Like she's trying to take up less space.
And then there's Anneka. She's interesting. She's not here for Mario. She's here for Simona. You can see it in the way she watches her. The same way I watch Mario, I think. Like she's trying to protect something precious.
I wonder if either of them notice me noticing them.
Probably not. People rarely do.
I should try to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be complicated.
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Your observational skills are acute, but do you ever wonder if this constant monitoring of others is a way of avoiding self-examination?
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