I was having a staring contest with my friend, Bren. It was going well for twenty seconds until his facial expression changed. As if he was scared. He pulled away, saying, "I can't take it! Your eyes are fucking scary!"
My friend, Nick, took a look at them and confirmed this. My other two friends agreed.
Frank said, "I don't understand how you guys didn't notice his eyes before. He stares at everyone all the time."
"That's because I don't stare at him up there. I stare at him down there." Bren points to my crotch and I wiggle my eyebrows.
"I think his eyes are still pretty though...no matter how creepy.
"There is no emotion in your eyes," Ry added.
I replied, "What did you expect?"
A year ago, I was drinking coffee with a good friend of mine. She paused in the middle of a sentence and said, "Your eyes always give me the chills." She went on to describe that it felt like I was staring into her soul.
Frankie says he enjoys staring at me. He describes my eyes as "magnificent, frightening, captivating, and pretty."