My Watch

“Happy birthday!” The sound waves projected towards me.
“A watch!” I projected back at them.
“Do you like it?” they said in a concerned tone.
“Yes, yes, yeah I do! It's great!” I said, in a overly-grateful tone.
It was just there staring at me.
Watching.
In the corner of my eye.
Just there.
Informing me of the time of day every now and then.
Useful, excitant and creepy in its own way.
That green and black figure in the corner of my eye.
The watch.