You know when you get comfortable. Like when you stare at someone and the silence between the two of you does not awkwardly push you to do anything like make conversation or smile.
And it is almost like that moment of "ahh" after biting into a rich and creamy easter egg. You just stay there. And bask in the moment.
Except that it might be a little bit creepy to be on the receiving end.
I call it the "walk into a Chinese restaurant and all the asians turn to stare at you" stare.
Bloody asian impulse.
Here's to looking and... looking even more.
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