Miss Susie
I sit on the bus. Korinaderbrot dotted perfumed from my pocket. It is red. With white dots. I love red things with white dots.
Next to me is Susie. Susie sits somehow always somewhere on the bus. Susi has a genetic defect. She can never pronounce correctly. This makes it very nervous. It has only one eye and is legally overweight.
Susie likes to talk. Preferably with me and I can not get to tell her that I do not want to entertain. So I let them talk and nod from time to mute. Or do: "Hmm Mhmmm Mhmmm Mmm..." Something of that nature is not very nice, I know, but with this solution, we are both satisfied.
I think of the red cups with white dots and the matching cereal bowls.
Susie has a new hobby. It collects toiletries. Preferably with very sweet fragrance. Chocolate scent she loves. A few weeks ago there was a drugstore in her favorite chocolate shower gel on sale. 6Flaschen she bought it. Six.
Today was a chocolate bath oil. It smells sweet and the scent misting mich.Sie considers it under my nose and I have to quiet a cough. I love chocolate. But this fragrance smells is very unschön.Er for sugar and plastic, for cocoa and chemistry.
I wonder if I said to the four hearts, red with white dots, ribbon or need. Currently there are red with white dots and white with red dots in a small business.
Recently there was a chocolate-nut cream. Their whole bag was filled with it. 10Packungen. Maybe. More. Actually, they bought everything ... hand cream, shampoo, lip balm .. whatever. I always ask before your bathroom cabinet, which must rise up to heaven. Fully filled with chocolate stuff. When used you all this? Can I use it all? What should be just so? She is a shopaholic. Somehow.
She talks and talks. I look out the window and paint dots on the fogged glass. A dotted apron I have. And flower pots. Even a pair of underpants.
When I use the dotted plates I already know exactly, I've already bought the matching napkins to do so.
At the next station must get off. My hand still smells of her hand cream. Chocolate.
am at home I wash my hands. Lukewarm water promises improvement. The
coriander bread I put in a red bowl. With-white dots.
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