One time long ago she liked to wear makeup. It wasn’t because she thought she needed it, she just liked it. She had a nice collection, wide variety, and even more expensive pieces.

She used to be in a toxic relationship and one day her ex thought it would be funny to break and ruin all of her makeup. The sight of all the makeup all over the counter in that bathroom broke her heart and broke an apart of her.

Now she was dating Phillip and things were so much better, he even bought her some makeup he thought she’d like, but she was always carefully not to leave it out.

“Baby.” Phillip called out from the bathroom, poking his head out to look at her on the bed. “You left your mascara in here.” He told her as he showed the black and pink tube.

He watched as she got up quickly and took it from him. “Baby, I don’t mind,” he chuckled. “I’d love if you kept your makeup in here, I think it would be cute. I can get you some organizers if you’d like?”