Paint
Gregory let out a deep sigh as he watched Christophe climb down the ladder.
"Why can't you just take one shirt and one pair of trousers to paint in? That's the fourth set of clothes you've ruined this week. We get along well but not well enough for you to make that kind of amount of clothes non-wearable."
Christophe turned towards him with a cigarette between his lips. He took the smoking stick between his fingers and blew the smoke out of his lungs.
"Because I want to annoy my whiny little bitch?" he said with his eyebrow raised, waiting to see Gregory's action to his words. Gregory stopped leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed and walked up to him as he lectured him:
"Buying new clothes all the time isn't ecological, and getting all your clothes dirty with paint, because you don't have one painting-clothing, isn't reasonable. Choose one set of clothing or else you start to pay for them from your own salary."
"If you're so unhappy with my way of managing this, you could pick up a brush yourself and do it yourself, you know?" Christophe pointed out. Gregory frowned and turned back towards the door, muttering:
"I… have better things to do."
Gregory, who had lost the argument, closed the door with a mild bang. Christophe stood still, letting the feeling of victory warm him from his gut.
"Oh, hell yes! I won! You lose! I'm the best! WOHOO!"
The last thingy was an essay for my English class that was never to be returned... And I was so eager to read it too :´( This one is a bit short but I thought that I'd let this out since I've not done anything in here for at least two, three months? I'm going to do something more someday but I've been learning things to make my bigger projects better so that's why I've been so silent. MORE WILL COME, I PROMISE! Please do review~!