Playella | Perfumed Kisses by Rabiah Hussain

Helen and Steve sit on a sofa. Helen is desperately sniffing out Steve’s jumper for clues.

STEVE: It’s your perfume.

HELEN: It smells different.

STEVE: We were eating, drinking, smoking…

HELEN: What, inside the…

STEVE: Outside. We were smoking outside the pub.

HELEN: Smell it. Fucking smell it.

STEVE: I put it in your wardrobe. It smells of you.

HELEN: Did I kiss you?

STEVE: What?

HELEN: Did I kiss you? Before you left?

STEVE: You never kiss me anymore.

HELEN: Then tell me who fucking kissed you?

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