I realised that ever since I was little, I recognise people from the smell.
Like, for instance, my ma smells of Prickly Heat's armpit powder.
My pa smells of cigarrettes.
My younger bro smells of dirty socks.
My big bro smells of Adidas.
Bf, I mean, ex bf smells of clean underwear.
Paris smells of expired rice.
and my mysterious crush smells of cigarrettes and strawberry jam.
Hah kay. I'll just like him secretly, I guess.
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