Across the table, masks clothed faces moves in, out from breath; up, down and sideways from the motion of talk. The business conversation clear, although slightly shrouded, muffled capped by the cover. Lips unseen, moved in animated shadowed rhythms. The eyes stared at each other in comprehensive attention as one pair is jarringly distracted by a finger in the masked covered right nostril rubbing.
The eyes in observation freezes in neutrality, holding the look to not give away the awareness off the nose digging as the mind cataloged.
'Hell no, cut that out' the mind whispers. The eyes, held in its the neutralized position basked in the victory of not giving itself away, only to be challenged by a second finger in the left nostril.
'Lord have mercy, not another finger!' The mind screamed silently as the eyes struggled not to collapse the willfully neutral disguise as the fingers worked simultaneously in its itched mission.
The observing mind sing songs, 'I am not seeing this. I am not seeing this. It is all a figment of my imagination, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, la, la la, la. Aye! Jehovah, save me from the fingers.'
The fingers worked away at their tasks gleeful vigor as the observing eyes stared neutrally. The mind disgusted, uttered, 'yuck' while the mouth kept up the business conversation with professional decorum without missing a beat. No telltale hiccup signs gave away the mind's abhorrent disgust as it silently dialogued. 'Seriously, you can't excuse yourself and go and dig your nose privately. I have to witness this! I have no desire to see you dig up your nosehole.' The observing eyes and mouth smiled graciously as the conversation ends. Business conducted as the observing grossed out mind with now scarred eyes bulleted the body through the door and out of the confined space.
'Yuck,' the mind grumped judgmentally. 'I guess that's their norm since they didn't seemed to feel any compulsion to stop the nose digging debut until they were well and fully satisfied scratching their selves into relief publicly.'
Exhausted, the mind congratulated the eyes and body on keeping their countenance while under duress. To see, yet not see, had been stressful.
Written by D.S.B.S. Rhapsody Phoenix,
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