Why does the main character always have enough time to describe everybody perfectly?
I glanced at him. He had light brown hair that represented the shade of Hershey's milk chocolate, which fell in a perfect curve beside his scalp at a 53 degree angle. His eyes were the color of the sky at 35 degrees north and 132 degrees west at exactly 1:13 p.m.
"Why has she been staring at me for the past fifteen minutes?" He whispered.
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