crimson-illusionist:

                _{“Someone threw out all my lipstick bottles.” A glare ensued in accordance towards the blond, dismayed at the prospect that they were all ruined.}

     Rubbing his hand in attempts to comfort the punctured bruise. “Oh wait, is it those colorful wax sticks that taste disgusting, yeah I threw them out. They taste nothing like cherries, so I thought I was doing you favor, hmm…”