It would be great if there was a sequel and the girlfriend sees all the collected lip balms, and instead of finding it creepy and breaking up, she actually loves her even more because she is just as creepy.
I have always had a weird appreciation for stories where two characters in a couple are both equally as creepy as each other, yet extremely understanding or downright appreciative of the other's creepiness. It's like it loops back around from creepy and turns into adorable.