I look around at the painted room. I reach up standing on my tip-toes as the rickety step ladder wobbles beneath me. Damn! Still too short. "Yes! Get in!" I hear Cherr hoot at the TV in the other room and roll my eyes. "Hey! Jackass! Are you going to help paint the room or not?" I shout. I hear Cherr mumble under their breath as she walks in. "Looks like you did it already." She comments looking around. I sigh and get off the step ladder. "I can't get that corner." I mumble grabbing Cherrs jaw and moving her head in the direction of the corner. She grabs the brush and moves the step ladder out of their way. Stupid 6 foot something body. I begin finishing up some edges with the paint roller but as I go to turn around to face the wall with a fresh layer of paint on the roller, Cherr turns around to get more paint causing my roller to glide across the side of their face. My mouth hangs in an 'o' shape. Cherr looks up at me slowly. "You." She growls. "It was a mistake! I promise!" I cry as cherr tries to grab for me. "Yeah right! You were mad at me and you know it!" CHERR points out. "Not true." I laugh. She manage to grab a hold of me and begins pulling me back by my waist, my feet dragging on the floor. "Wait. Wait. What are you-" I was cut off by a cool dripping feeling. I squeal and begin punching and pushing Cherr away from me as she tips the whole bucket of paint over me. "Cherr!" I cry. She looks at me and laughs her ass off, falling to the floor. "You are so annoying!" I growl and storm out of the room to shower. It only took three shampoos to get out most of the paint but the tips of my hair were still slightly grey. I looked like I was a teenager going through my grunge phase with my dip-dyed hair. What's worse? I was so angry at Cherr that I slept on the sofa and got a bad kink in my neck. As I sat drinking my coffee I kept thinking of ways to get Cherr back. I could do something now, as they slept. The world knew she was the heaviest sleeper ever and usually isn't up until midday. I looked down at my arms and an idea immediately popped in my head. An evil grin found itself on my face as I got my supplies. I looked down at my masterpiece and grinned. I was sat in between Cherr'slegs as they slept. I had stuck 15 wax strips all up and down their legs. As I got up to leave and wait for cherr to wake up, they began to stir and tried turning over. Cherr groaned slightly and got up. "What are you doing?" He asked groggily. "Revenge." I smirk. "What?" She asks. Cherr gets up fully and stares wide eyed at their legs. "No no no no." He cries pulling his legs closer to their chest. "Yes!" I laugh grabbing on to their left leg and holding it down. "Hey! You have to get them off one way or another. The longer you leave it on the more pain you will feel." I tell CHERR . "Fuck! I hate you! Just get it off!" She grumbled holding on to my waist for moral support. "You have to count down though! Give me warning."she adds. "3, 2, 1." I count down slowly. But I don't remove the strip. "No!" She cries when I don't pull of a wax strip. I'm really sick, torturing him like this. But I was going to have paint in my hair for weeks. It took almost an hour to get off all the wax strips and cherr cries only grew louder with each one. She made me promise to take a five minute break after pulling off each one. "Last one." I sigh. She grip on my thighs tightens as anticipates the pain. I yank off the strip and she screams bloody murder. "No more pranks." She cries, breathless. "You win."CHERR sighs hugging me from behind. "Oh I know." I smirk widely. 3 seconds later, I held their chin and kissed her. We pulled away from the 30 second kiss. I love you cherr~~~~~~~~~ I love you to iris... mwah.
