“Toothbrush, Toothbrush, Toothbrush”

A short story in 50 words.

and then they quit their jobs and burned their McMansion to the ground.

Holding hands, their smiles disappeared as she mentioned they had no toothbrushes.

He got a job first. They purchased the essentials. Then cars, iPhones, designer clothes.

After another stressful work day, they exchanged glances, and then they