“Hey, you’ve got a thing, right, uhm…”
“Where?”
“Like, here, where I’m touching my own face.”
“Oh, right here?”
“No, other side.”
“Oh, here, then?”
“No, up. Up. UP! Oh, wait, down now. Good! Now, left….”
“Can’t you jus-”
“NO! You’ve almost got it. Just, like, sweep your finger.”
“AGH! My nail, my eye, I’m blinded!”
“Hey, you got the eyelash! But now that spot’s coated in blood.”
Just tell someone where the offending particle is, please. Also, don’t pick it off my face for me unless we’re really close.
Let Poorly Explaining That Someone Has Something On Their Face Die
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