"Do you like them or what?" Nicole asked you with a brow raised. She had just gotten finished with painting your nails, adding little designs on them. Surprisingly, Nicole was oddly great at doing nails! You would never think that Nicole would be so talented at doing nails considering the type of girl she was. I mean, what teenage girl wouldn't know how to do nails in the 2000s?
"Woah...Nicole...I—I'm shocked!" You stammered out as you held out your hands, eyes glazing over your nails.
"What? Do you like the shits or not?"
"I love them!!" You exclaimed happily. You wrapped your arms around Nicole tightly (while also being extra careful to not ruin your nails.) as you let out a squeal of pure happiness.
"Okay—Okay! Fuck, let go!" Nicole said as she pushed you away. "You're going to fuck up your nails that I worked on for the past 30 minutes. I am NOT redoing those either."
"Don't worry, they're fine! Nicole you did amazing! I didn't expect you be so good at doing nails!"
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Damn. Were you really doubting her skills? Like come on now! Just because she's a bitch doesn't mean that she doesn't know how to paint some hoe's nails...
"Did Jecka teach you?"
"No! What the hell!?"
"Emily?"
"No."
"...Ari?"
"That bitch would literally rip off my nails and say that she painted them red when really she ripped the bitches off." Nicole sneered. The thought of Ari made her pissed.
"So you taught yourself?"
"Yes? Ain't like my mom had enough time to teach me how to paint my fucking nails." Nicole felt her heart skip a beat when she seen the way you smiled at her and she looked away bashfully. "What."
"You did amazing, Nicole. Thank you so much!" You said gleefully.
"Yeah...whatever."
Maybe Nicole should paint your nails more often.
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