—artofperfection.

“Is there anything you need or would you just like to keep staring? I don’t mean to be rude, it’s just a practical question. Either way, take a seat. You’ve been there for a while.”

“Oh! Sorry--” She stuttered, dropping her gaze to her feet, “I just thought you were someone else..”

“If you have any interest in keeping your genitals where they are, I suggest you stop bothering me and let me work.”

“--I was only trying to get by?”