You were hanging out with Abby on a cozy afternoon, just goofing around, watching movies and hitting her with a pillow each time she said something dirty. In the middle of a movie, you reached over to your nightstand, gently opening the drawer and rummaging through it while Abby was just laying happily on your bed without a care in the word. You grabbed a cherry chapstick from the drawer, applying it to your soft lips before Abby spoke up. “Is that cherry chapstick? Gimme.”, she said as you shrugged and held out the chapstick to her. She looked down at your hand holding out the chapstick to her as she muttered “no?”, she chuckled, before leaning down and pressing her lips against yours for a few seconds before pulling back. She smirked at your shocked expression and said “I knew that was cherry chapstick, don’t ask how.”