When Life gives you Lemons

jalapeño

"Hello this is J-"

"I want two Jalapeño Lemonades."

"Oh, it's you."

"Yes it's me now I want two."

"Sure thing, that's gonna be 10."

"6."

"No, these cost more than the others, it's our temporary lemonade of the week."

"Oh."

"I'm just joking, but I'd be happy with a ten."

"So it's 6? ... Hello?"

When Christoph gets to the her home, he's focusing intently on the two styrofoam cups, which don't have lids per her request. He hadn't spilled any yet, and he's determined to make the last leg of the journey without doing so.

"Hey Chris."

"...Chris?"

"So, you left me hanging."

"Mhmm."

"And you owe me money."

"..."

"Thanks for the lemonade."

"It's my job."

Christoph isn't expecting it when she dumps one of the lemonades on him, mouth hanging slightly open, and eyes burning.

"Okay now I feel slightly bad, do you want a shower?"

"..."

"Oh god did I break it?"

"I never knew the jalapeño tastes so good."

"Oh thank goodness-"

"I expect extra for this."

"Yeah, I guessed that."

"And a raise from my boss."

"I hope that happens."

"You'd better."

Christoph wipes his eyes with his hands, trying to ignore the sticky feeling settling in.

"I guess I kinda deserved that."

"You did?"

"For stealing your money the other day."

"Oh that? That's your extra payment."

"Really?"

"Really."

"You suck."

"I know I do."

"And smell."

"Actually-"

"Not. A. Word."

"But seriously, do you want to use my shower?"

Christoph sighs, nodding his head in defeat.

"Yeah, I'd like that."