What?
My Not-So-Toxic Stepbrother
Your scent of honey and rose.
I frown at the screen, my mind racing alongside my heart. Then, with shaking fingers, I type out my reply.
Jupiter
That’s my new perfume.
My Not-So-Toxic Stepbrother
Yeah?
Jupiter
Did you steal my new perfume?
My Not-So-Toxic Stepbrother
Well, I thought friends share things.
Jupiter
I did not share that with you.
My Not-So-Toxic Stepbrother
So I guess, yeah, I did steal it.
Jupiter
You went into my room?
My Not-So-Toxic Stepbrother
Technically it’s my room.
Jupiter
That you insisted that I stay in.
My Not-So-Toxic Stepbrother
Funny how things work out.
Jupiter
Shepard!
My Not-So-Toxic Stepbrother
How else am I supposed to smell you then?
Jupiter
You’re not supposed to smell me.