❈ A Little Dab Will Do Ya ❈

i was sitting on the bed waiting for tom to finish getting ready to start his day. the door to the master bathroom was wide open. i could see toms reflection in the mirror. i watched tom as he brushed some blush on his cheeks. "you wanna know something?" i asked. tom didnt look away from his reflection "hmmm?". "i cant belive it takes you twenty minuets to put your makeup on...." he closed the blush compact and set it near the sink. "i do not..." he examined his hair then fluffed it out more. "oh my god, tom! your hair is fine!" he laughed "okay okay okay! hold on! almost finished!" he reached over to the wooden shelf beside the mirror and took a bottle of "man perfume". he struggled to unwrap the plastic coating. "having trouble?" i asked. he bit into the side of the bottle "i almost got it! damn new bottle of- oh! got it!" he threw the plastic into the sink and sprayed the fragrence around his chest. "a little dab will do ya.." he whispered.