You had just taken a long, relaxing bath to unwind after an exhausting day of dealing with Nathan and working with Nathan. You perform your night routine in front of the bathroom mirror when you hear a noise. A noise you are convince you had heard that very morning too, when you were performing your morning routine. The servo, making a tiny corrective movement. You catch you own gaze in the mirror. Then you deliberately step sideways, and turn your head. Ostensibly to check if you’ve washed your face properly. But actually to have shifted your position. And you hear the noise again. Very faint. But definitely there. A micro-beat. You pull back in shock and disbelief. It couldn’t be, right? Yes, Nathan made it perfectly clear he had cameras in every room but he wouldn’t actually have one behind the bathroom mirror.. right?? You can barely contain your anger and frustration as you rush out of your room to find Nathan lounging on the couch, drinking his second bottle of beer