Lipstick Lover

Slowly she slid the red lipstick on her moist lips. It was a beautiful, red. Just like the post box on the street.

She had her “little black dress” on and was waiting for her boyfriend to pick her up for the party from her apartment which she was sharing with her friend.

As if on cue, Sam, her friend walked in her room and surveyed her critically.

Isn’t wrong of you , using this lipstick?

“Wrong? Why should it be wrong? Red goes perfectly with black dress. You don’t know what you are talking about!”

I didn’t mean the color choice, you know that.

“Sam, I am in a hurry, please say what you mean and don’t play the guessing games with me.”

Well I simply meant that you shouldn’t have shoplifted the lipstick just because you liked the shade! I know that you’re a lipstick lover but that doesn’t justify stealing!

Written for the

November writing prompts

Lipstick Lover




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