Walking around the mall—you two went to a store wherein they sell make up and skincare products. It's a popular store, and it's been a bond or habit for you and your husband, Valien, to head over there and buy what you two want.

"Val, what do you think?" You asked him, holding up two different shades of lipstick to ask for his opinion, he's sassy. And good at make up too.

"Girl, you look gorg without 'em! But I like this one, that." Valien said, pointing at the other shade on your left in a sassy manner.

"Hey, lady, I need your opinion too, charcoal or aloe vera?" He asked, holding up the two facials and shrugged "Nevermind, I'll have them both." He said and turned away, his long hair swaying as he turned with a sassy eye roll.

You laughed and he just went to the counter with a runway walk as he held the basket for the two of you. Approaching the cashier with you, you laughing in the background.

"$754," The cashier spoke. And your eyebrows raised at the price "I can return some of mi—" You were about to speak, but cut off with a card swiping.

"Girl, it's not that expensive." Your husband, Valien cut you off, holding his card between his index and middle finger with a proud smirk plastered on his face.