Gonna be short update, yo.
Bad breath-
You were freaking out. Period.
Michael just told you to get ready within five minutes because he was gonna pick you up saying that he wanted to hang out with you. The lack of time and warning was driving you insane. Your pants still unbuttoned, hair still undone, shirt somehow got stuck on the hook of your bra, and shoes still unlaced. It was just a mess.
You barely got your hair in a ponytail when you heard Michael's car honking outside your house/flat/apartment (whatever you guys preferred it called or where you live) making you sigh and leave your hair untied as you grabbed your house key, wallet and phone.
Hopping on his car he muttered a quick morning announcing that you'll be going to Starbucks (don't blame me I like Starbucks) for some coffee. Nodding, you faced him and gave him his usual kiss as a greeting.
After he pulled away, grimacing a little, what he said left a beat red blush on your cheeks in total embarrassment.
"What's wrong?" You asked.
"It's just that, your breath kinda stinks babe," he admitted shyly, features filled with concern not wanting you to get offended.
"Oh"
And with that said, you quickly rushed back to your house taking a 4 minute long brush. After that incident you practically brushed every hour, even flossing from time to time.
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Bad breath is a no no. No boy or girl will like you if you have bad breath so be wise about dental hygiene. Sad truth guys.. but knowing that my mum always books my appointments for the dentist, I guess its a habit now that I remember her voice at the back of my head saying that I need to brush my teeth after I finish eating. And like, one time I brushed like 5 times within a day. Yes, you can kiss me now.Pucker up,
Cristy
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