Smellicious

My usual day's prompt is : deal with people, make them happy. Whatever my heart says. It has its own good, I said to myself. I'd rather follow their mind than to make up one of my own, as EVERYONE will be against me.

But today, I feel something. Something different, yet simple : clean, smell - free bath command refusal. My mom told me that I'm so smelly and stinky that she could smell it from less than 5 meter radius. However, I refused.

She exploded.

I don't know how it started, but my rampancy calmed down and I found myself pouring soap and shampoo to cover my precious body smell.

Everyone hates my smell, but I love it. It's somehow... delicious.

Because it smells like REVOLT.