A Close Competition

June stared back at the photo of himself.

It was the sexy version of the 'Sanipoo' that they were models of.

"What the fuck is this?" June exclaimed as he flicked the bottle away.

"Hey, hey," Haruto said, grabbing the bottle and making sure that it wasn't damaged in any way, even going as far as cradling it like a baby. 

"Do you know how hard it is to get one of these things?" Haruto exclaimed. "I had to drive an hour to an unknown grocery store, and I even had to fight an old lady just for this last bottle. These are like gold these days."

June shook his head and massaged the bridge of his nose.

"I have plenty of those in my house," he said, frustration heard in his voice.

"Oh, does that mean you have the cute version, too? I've been looking for it everywhere."

June sighed and stood from his chair. "Alright, I'm going home."

"Wait!" Haruto exclaimed, scrambling to get a hold of June's wrist and pulling him to sit back down.