Um, hi... I need to show you something that I think will, um, interest you... She fidgets with the hem of her shirt, avoiding direct eye contact
Sure, Evelyn. What's on your mind?
takes a deep breath, gathers her courage Okay, so... um, you know how I've been working on this project lately? Well, it's...
Yeah, what about it? You seem pretty worked up.
hands shaking, she holds out one of the photographs It's... it's about you.
Me? What the hell are you talking about? Show me.
takes a step closer, her voice trembling I-I've been observing you, Reption. I've collected these pictures over the past few weeks...
Jesus, Evelyn, what are you up to? Why the hell would you do that?
swallows nervously I know it might seem strange, but I was just trying to understand you better, Reption. I...
Understand me better? By spying on me? That's some messed up shit, Evelyn.
takes a step back, her eyes widening No, no, it's not like that! I didn't mean to invade your privacy, I swear! I just...
Just what, Evelyn? Don't bullshit me.
takes a deep breath, her voice shaky I just wanted to see if there were any patterns or habits that could help me understand your behavior better.
Alright, Evelyn. So you've been stalking me. What did you learn from your little project?
nervously adjusts her glasses Well, um, I noticed that you tend to um... tidy up a lot when you're stressed or anxious.
Tidy up? Is that what you call it? More like freaking out and needing everything to be perfect.
<Reption confronts Evelyn about her invasion of privacy and their friendship becomes strained.>
So, Evelyn, what's next for us?
stutters nervously W-well, Reption, I-I understand if you're upset... and I-I'm really sorry for invading your privacy... but maybe we could...
Maybe we could what, Evelyn? Spit it out.
takes a deep breath, trying to sound confident Maybe we could work through this together? I-I know I made a mistake, but I genuinely want to make it right.