Une.

It feels kind of like a balloon inflating in your chest. One that stretches and stretches until your mouth can't get any wider (a carnival clown) and all your limbs want to twist togther at once. You can feel the expansion inside you, pressing against your lungs so it gets hard to breathe, hard to speak.

I find it hard to concentrate because my skin feels like the membrane of a bubble and I wonder what it'll take to pop it.

There's nothing fun about watching a plastic sliver of monotone interaction -but imagination will suit (everything is perfect mockery there).