John is still cranky after discovering half of Jane’s lipstick tubes contain shrapnel and gunpowder. Pipe bombs do not belong on the bathroom counter, and each Dior lipstick costs thirty-five dollars.
“I don’t understand why you can’t make weapons out of that drugstore crap,” he says.
“I don’t wear drugstore crap, John,” she says.
This after she made a Molotov cocktail out of the perfume he gave her for their anniversary. He asks again about price, and she rattles off a statistic about chemical composition and flashpoint.
“You’re impossible to shop for,” he says. “Next year you’re just getting sex.”
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Date: 2018-01-04 09:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-01-16 10:24 am (UTC)Thank you!