You sat at your vanity, curling your hair as your boyfriend Johnny sat on your bed beside you. He was just talking about school and whatever the gang was up to, and like always, you listened. You always listened. That’s what he liked about you.

As you finished curling one section of your hair, you couldn’t help but notice your lips getting dry. You searched for your chapstick in your makeup drawers, until you turned to look at your bed. Oh, there it is. It was right beside Johnny.

“Baby, can you hand me my chapstick please?” You asked politely. You could visibly see his face redden. Like always, he obliged. He just watched as you applied it on your lips. “That was new..” He mumbled quietly.