I've got a bad habit of peeling off the old dried thickened skin on the soles when I was seated and had nothing to do. It happened since I was back in my uni days. Sometimes I'd peel unconsciously to the extent that I'd cause some bleeding. Then I'd switch for the other foot.
Stupid isn't it?
But is a habit to die hard.
Just the other day we were hanging out somewhere and I unconsciously started peeling them skins again.
"Oi. Stop it lah." The beau suddenly said.
"Huh? Stop what?" I looked up from my laptop at him.
"Your hands. So itchy." He nodded at my busy hands.
"Oh... ok ok fineeee..." I put my legs down, and sat properly.
For 3 seconds.
Before I propped my other legs onto my thigh again.
3 hours ago