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„Pips… why does the bin scents like a meadow of flowers… and why is the trash bag pink?“ Comes Caleb’s irritated voice from the kitchen. He started cooking dinner and apparently had found your latest purchase: pink colored plastic trash bags, scented in a lovely fragrance.
„Oh! Aren‘t they cool? This way it doesn‘t stink so much anymore!“ and then after a short pause „and they were on sale.“
Caleb peaks out the kitchen, the purple eyes still tinged with confusion. „On sale?“
You nod eagerly at him, beaming with pride „Yeah! See, I‘m a completely reasonable adult. I keep attention on discounted products.“
Then a low chuckle before he steps out, coming over to you with a few long strides. Ruffling your hair, he laughs his boyish teasing one „Yeah yeah.“ as he leans down he lowers his voice and poking your forehead „Are you sure, it’s not because they were just pink?“ mirth and amusement twinkling in the violet hues of his eyes.
Huffing you turn your head away „No.“ Now you‘re pouting. „They were on sale!“
There it is again, that little laughter from your boyfriend that tells you, he doesn’t buy a single word. „Alright. Alright.“ lifting his hands in a playful defensive gesture. „They were cheaper…“ and as he walks to the doorframe of the kitchen, throwing a glance back to you „… aaaand pink.“
You throw a cushion after him.