You sat in the squeaky cerulean-coloured chair with Mallek's snake lusus slithering around your right wrist. Mallek was piercing his lip, piercing his lip himself. The piercing was a cerulean colour obviously. Looking in the mirror, constrained, constrained chill. He hummed a random Alternian song. You spun around in the cerulean-coloured chair watching Mallek; he had so many piercings already, but more wouldn't hurt! His apartment bedroom was cluttered, his whole apartment was actually cluttered, but you didn't care. Being in a red relationship with him, you could care less about his room. Mallek turned around, facing you with his new lip piercing. How cute, his hands in his hoodie pockets; the piercing matched the colour of all his other ones, a tiny bit of cerulean-coloured blood dripped from the side of his lip where the piercing was.. he hadn't cleaned that up yet.   "I look good; Right?"   Mallek already knew he looked fine; he was fishing for compliments, only from you though; he liked you too much.