Bob's New Best Friend

CaFiNa here! Do any of you wacky weirdos (ha ha, just kidding!) remember...BOB? The hand sanitizer bottle? Well, in case any of you were polite enough to wonder how he was doing (just kidding again), he is fine and dandy!

He is even fine and dandier because I have recently acquired a new hand sanitizer bottle, which smells like strawberries, (Bob smells like Atomic Apple, which is the name of the scent) and she is pink! She was the politest hand sanitizer bottle I have ever met, and asked me, "Would you be so kind as to give me a small snack or meal, O Great One?"

Yeah, well, I gave her a couple pretzels and a bottle of Mountain Dew when Bob came out. He was amazed by her. "She's staying in the house, right?" he asked.
I could simply not refuse the look she gave me, like she was about to cry if I said no. So I let her stay, to make Bob happy.

And anyway, she is very choreful (it's a new word I invented and means: likes chores)
and does most of Bob's as well.

She's very polite and nice, and she and Bob are wonderful friends, but I just do not know what to call her! Have any suggestions? I would maybe like something relating to strawberries or pinkness or maybe how choreful she is.

Thanks,
-CaFiNa

Bob

Hello random friends! I have just recently acquired a bottle of green hand sanitizer. Normally, I prefer to wash my hands with soap. But this hand sanitizer bottle was begging me to adopt it.

"Please don't abandon me!" it was wailing. "Please, oh Brilliant and Awesome Cafina, do not let me rot! Take me in! I won't be a nuisance!" Oh, fine, I admit it. The hand sanitizer bottle (shall we call it Bob?) didn't say the Brilliant and Awesome part.

Bob really said, "Please Cafina, do not let me rot! Take me in! I won't be a nuisance!" Just a thought: how did Bob know my name? Anyway, you just can't refuse a guy begging like that. Bob was literally sobbing and on his knees.

Wait a second...do hand sanitizer bottles have knees? Oh well. Never mind that. So I took Bob into my room and made him feel at home. "How can I ever repay this tremendous favor you have done me?" Bob asked me. I didn't answer.

Some people say I am very creative. I try not to let that supposed "creativeness" (I doubt it's there) turn into weirdness.