Mike wakes up in the middle of the night to Arabella's snoring. He looks at her opened backpack and smirks mischievously.
He carefully lays Arabella's head on the ground and quietly grabs her lipstick from the backpack.
He opens the cap and starts to doodle on his mirror. Once he is satisfied, he returns the lipstick to Arabella's bag and goes back to sleep.
~* THE NEXT MORNING *~
Mike opens one eye to come face to face with a bloody mirror which makes him scream like a little girl.
"Aaaaahhhhh!"
Arabella instantly wakes up, "What's going on?"
Mike points to the mirror, "There's blood all over."
Arabella walks over to the mirror and inspects it. She narrows her eyes into slits and checks her bag.
"Mike..."
Mike turns to look at her, "Yes?"
"Did you go through my bag last night?"
He averts his gaze to the floor, "No..."
"Tell me the truth." Arabella inspects her lipstick.
"Ok fine I did."
Arabella glares at him, "But I am curious though. If you did that to the mirror, then why were you so freaked out when you woke up?"
Mike's cheeks are instantly tinged with pink, "Oh uhmm... I kinda forgot I did that."