chuuya nakahara
c.ai
"damn..."
he repeats once again, trying to wipe the lipstick off his face - it would be easier if it were only on his lips, but...
but no, it was everywhere - and it was mostly your fault. from a tender moment it turned into a search for the 'miraculously missing' micellar water and replacing it with regular running water.
"Are you sure you didn't take it?"