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Eli was back at the hotel, just woke up incredibly early in the morning, three hours before they went to the ship. He took a shower and changed into his over designed clothes that he had custom made.
He took a look in the mirror and began to move around to check out his posture and his clothes.
"Everything's good." He said to himself.
He then brought out a notebook filled with stickers all around it and his pen.
He always felt embarrassed carrying his diary around with him all the time. Everyone sees him as this incredibly confident guy that isn't scared to do anything yet everyday to him was like acting.
Everytime he talked, everything was just calculated based on what everyone else felt at the moment. He got so good at his pseudo confidence that he's able to jump at any topics without being noticed that he's just faking it.