I lean in and put a flower in Isabelle's hair. It's one I found outside.
"Your perfume smells nice." I tell her.
"Do you want some?"
"No? I was just saying-"
"I'll go get it!"
"No!"
"Wait right here!"
"NO"
She runs to her room and comes back.
"Here!" She starts spritzing me with it.
"No!!!" I protest.
"Yes!!!"
It's too late.
"And... Now I smell like flowers."
"You're welcome."
"...It does smell nice though."
"I know right!"
written by Ari Painful Writer