The two lovers next to me keep stroking each others arms. Rubbing the same patch of skin over and over. It’s like they are trying to dig into each other’s bodies–like picking at a label or a scab. I’m am compelled to throw my lap top across the room.
Can I ask them to stop.
Can you please stop touching her arm?
Please. It’s like I can feel it? And I don’t want to.
Stop it.