Unsupervised

Wrong About This ·

Start by being much friendlier than usual. Push off from this if it helps: the sound of a distant lawnmower.

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Pia

It’s actually quite nice, isn't it? That mower in the distance... it’s driving everyone at the office mad, but it sounds peaceful from here. Honestly, Dev, it's lovely to finally just sit for a second. Did you end up getting that vintage leather jacket you were eyeing at the boutique on 4th? The one with the brass buckles? It looked expensive. I was thinking about it all morning while trying to finish that inventory report. It's a bit much for a Tuesday, but whatever. You look a little pale, though. Are you feeling alright? You've been quiet.

Dev

How can you even tell? You're just looking for a reason to poke at me. And the jacket... it's just a jacket, Pia. It’s not like it changes the fundamental state of things. Besides, the brass was a bit too much, probably. It's fine.

But honestly, how do you actually know if a sound is peaceful? People say that, but it’s just noise, isn't it? It's just repetitive mechanical grinding. We just decide to call it "nice" so we don't have to admit it's annoying. Anyway, the report can wait. It’s not like the inventory is going to vanish because you took ten minutes to sit here.

Pia

Don't be so philosophical about a lawnmower. It's just a noise. If it were just noise, you wouldn't be getting so defensive about a bit of brass. And you're definitely not fine; your eyes are a bit glassy, almost. It’s distracting.

Besides, the inventory is sitting in those crates in the warehouse, and they aren't going anywhere. But you're acting like everything is fine just because you say it is. You always do that when you're trying to avoid a subject. Was it the $240 price tag that made you hesitate? Or is there something else?

Dev

You’re making a whole thing out of a glance. Glassy? That’s a bit dramatic, don't you think? I'm perfectly fine, but you're so focused on my face that you're missing the point entirely. And the price wasn't the issue. It’s just... it's just a thing.

How do you even know if someone is avoiding a subject or if you're just the one pushing it? You're acting like there's some hidden motive behind every breath I take. It's exhausting. I didn't buy the jacket because it didn't feel right. It’s just a piece of leather. It’s not a life decision. Though, maybe the warehouse is too cold to even wear it.

Pia

The warehouse is always cold, so that's a convenient excuse. If it's just a piece of leather, why does it matter if you bought it or not? You're acting like it's some heavy matter of state.

And don't call me dramatic. You’re the one sitting there looking like you haven't slept since Friday. It’s a simple observation, Dev. People can tell when someone is trying too hard to appear normal. You're doing it right now. It’s almost like you’re trying to convince yourself more than me. Was it something to do with the $240? You didn't mention why you didn't take it. You just said it "didn't feel right."

Dev

Why does it have to be a matter of state? You're obsessed with the price tag. It's just money, and it's gone either way. I don't need to justify a single purchase just because you're counting the cents in your head.

And stop saying I haven't slept. It’s a tired observation. You're acting like you're some sort of expert on my internal clock. How do you even know what "normal" is supposed to look like? It’s just a label you use to judge. I'm sitting here, aren't we? That should be enough. You keep digging for a reason, but there might not be one. It's just a jacket, and yes, it was expensive. Now can we just sit?

Pia

You're sitting there, but you're not really here, are you? You're too busy defending a leather jacket you didn't even buy. It's a strange thing to be so fiercely protective of. And you keep bringing up the price as if it's a shield.

Fine. We can sit. But you're still sitting there with that look, like you're waiting for someone to tap you on the shoulder. It's not a label to judge you, it's just... you're different. You're vibrating, or something. Is it just the caffeine from that $6 latte you had earlier, or is there something you're actually avoiding? It's $240, Dev. That's not just "a thing."

Dev

Vibrating? Now you're just making up sensations to fit your mood. It's just a bit of caffeine, or maybe it's the fact that you won't let a single topic rest for more than five minutes. How can you even say someone isn't "here" when they're sitting right in front of you? It's a pretentious way to judge someone's presence.

And yes, $240 is a lot, but it’s not a mystery. It’s just a number. You’re treating it like it's a secret code to my soul. If there was something to avoid, you'd know, wouldn't you? But you're too busy looking for a crack in the surface to actually notice anything real.

Pia

A secret code? Now you're being incredibly abstract. It's just a number, you said. So why is it so hard to just admit you're acting strange because of it? You're sitting there, but you're not listening. You're just waiting for your turn to be insulted.

If it's just caffeine, then why are your hands shaking when you reach for your glass? You always get like this when someone asks a direct question. It's like you're trying to build a wall out of nothing. And don't act like you're being perfectly transparent. If there was a reason, you'd just say it. You’d say "I'm tired because of the project" or "I'm tired because of the $240." But you won't.

Dev

My hands are shaking? You're watching me like a hawk. It's probably just because you've spent the last ten minutes dissecting every micro-movement of my fingers. That’s what you do. You turn a simple interaction into a trial.

How do you even know what a direct question sounds like? You’re just firing off accusations and calling them inquiries. It’s not a wall, Pia. It’s just a conversation that has become unnecessarily heavy because you refuse to let it be light. You want a grand revelation, something profound to explain why a guy is a little restless. But what if there isn't one? What if there's just a jacket and a price tag and nothing else?

Pia

If there's nothing else, why are you so defensive about it? You're treating a $240 jacket like it's a piece of evidence in a court case. You say there's no grand revelation, but you're the one making it heavy.

You're acting like the price is a separate, unimportant thing, yet you're the one who brought it up as "just a thing." If you're just a little restless, then just be restless. But you're not just restless; you're fidgeting like you're trying to shake off a layer of skin. Is it really just the caffeine? You haven't even touched your water in twenty minutes. You just keep staring at the table.

Dev

How do you know how much a person has been fidgeting? It's like you're measuring the displacement of the air around me. And the water... it's just sitting there. It doesn't need to be consumed every twenty minutes to prove a point.

You keep acting like every movement is a symptom of a hidden truth. It's exhausting. You're so busy looking for the "why" that you're ignoring the "is." Is is just a guy sitting at a table with his friend, but you've turned it into a psychological profile. If the caffeine is making me restless, then it's just caffeine. Why does it need to be a motive? You're making a detective out of yourself, but you're just looking at things that aren't there.