WINDOW

Some fucker standing by his window so the shades make stripes across him like in 80s movies with high light contrast where there’s usually someone hot standing there and its reminding him of 80s haircuts that women that did aerobics usually had and tight exercise clothes getting him excited half hour before a Tinder date he doesn’t want but didn’t cancel cause his personality prefers misdirection through promptless demonstration rather than dictating or committing which might be better than the other way around in some contexts but not in this one unless the date has an aggressive personality or something though this one doesn’t happen to so he’s worried that getting revved up will turn simple passive into a complex state that he won’t be able to dissect cause his rationality skills are total shit even though he’s generically not dumb like he can fix things with tools and do the long tax form himself and he know it so even before his assessment’s done breaking all the way down he’s decided to go eat duck for over $70 at some restaurant near his place he’d been eyeing a long time and then get drunk and not answer his texts when she’s at his door asking why he doesn’t answer and before he even steps away from the window he’s already imagining how after he’s done eating and started drinking he’ll wonder why he didn’t think of that in the first place