Why is she so creepy? You stared at the video with scrunched eyebrows and couldn’t believe that she was part of this. Actually, scratch that, you could believe she was part of this. Maybe you should change your career around and become an undercover producer so you can partake in her strange endeavors.

You looked away from the monitor and slowly, ever so slowly, walked towards her direction. As you pushed your elderly four wheeled walker to the other side of the room, she looked up and saw you coming. Now you would think she’d meet you halfway to save the embarrassment but nope, she was perfectly fine staring at your deteriorated young body. If anyone were to take a glance at you, they thought you’d be her grandparent. So sad.

“Nice of you to just stare,” you fell onto the couch.

“You know what the doctor said, ‘no pain, no gain,” she shrugged.

“How do you manage to look so creepy?” you changed the subject, “I mean, you spent 2 minutes to walk out of a box and then you just stared,”

“For your information it’s not a box, and it’s called skill,” she dusted off her shoulder.

“Oh yes, I’m sure Kai has plenty of said ‘skill’ then,” you air quoted.

“Stop being salty that he gets to be in public with me and you can’t,” she rolled her eyes.

“And who’s fault is that?”

“Mine,” she mumbled to herself w