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"It looks like this. Very classy." "That's nice. Okay, I'll do the french manicure," I smiled. "What about you Leah?" "I already have a design in mind. Let me show you the picture!" she takes out her phone, "white coffin-shaped nails with this diamond design on the ring finger." "You definitely know your stuff," Jackie winked at Leah, "just take a seat in one of these chairs and I'll send my girls over to do your nails." One of the employees brings over two cups of warm matcha green tea. "Ms. Jackie says it's on the house."

My tech asked. “What kind of design?” I asked, obviously intrigued. “Well, I can maybe do like a moon and some stars in gold?” She offered and I nodded joyfully, content to watch her paint all night. After about 30 more minutes of work, we were all three sporting new fingernails and toe nails, each of us looking equally impressed with each other’s choices. Emma had asked for sparkles over her pink colored finger nail polish, and she looked like a princess. Cleo stuck with plain colored nails, but they looked sleek and extra shiny.

I couldn't have my hair all done like I was some high school prom queen while my fingers looked like I'm some random worker at the mines can I? That's totally unacceptable and oh, Brittany actually talked me into it. I'm not really a big fan of claws for nails but I seriously started to reconsider when my nails were all done, polished and shiny with a black background layer and tiny white hearts scattered randomly on top. I thought my nails looked really cute until I saw Brittany's glittering pink nails. I know I chose my design but hey! I want pink and shiny toooo!!! Our girl's time didn't end there as we next stopped at some ice cream and candy store for some vanilla and chocolate flavored

She says I shove her and we both laugh. By the end I have teal painted nails with my ring finger on both sides painted black (I really never understood the point of this style, but she loves it so whatever) and my toenails painted the same except my big toe is painted teal while the little ones are painted black. I painted her nails all neon pink with the ring finger on both hands painted white, same as her toenails except her big toe painted pink all the little ones painted white.

I laugh, genuinely, for the first time in what feels like forever. The nail salon is bright, sleek, and smells of acetone and citrus lotion. Calming music hums through the space as we’re greeted and shown to two side by side stations. Valerie takes the chair first, flipping through polish colors like she’s curating a masterpiece. I settle in next to her, the thrifted book already open in my lap.

I have never done anything like this before but I am definitely enjoying it. We sit relaxed in these chairs for more than two hours as we get both our feet and hands done. There is light talk, everyone avoiding the mall incident, and light laughter. I am glad we can all mind link so Nadia doesn’t miss out while we are getting our nails done. Natasha and I have on french tips but the top is the same color as our dresses rather than white and our toes match. Nadia and Kateri both got a simple color of pink and red. “Despite the little detour that occurred, it truly was a nice day to spend with you girls,” says Kateri.

Marco said, swiveling toward Nora with a warm smile. Nora pulled her fingers out of the soaking bowl and held them out obligingly, already eyeing the glittery pink polish on the table. Marco took her small hands in his and studied them for a moment, tilting them this way and that. “Ah,” he said, frowning slightly. “She has fan-shaped nails.” I looked up. “Sorry?” “Fan-shaped.” He turned Nora’s fingers toward me. “See how the nail spreads a little at the tip? It’s a structural thing. We should correct the shape before we apply the polish.”

Maria stared at her strawberry pink coated nails with her middle finger painted yellow with a cute pink flower design that had a tiny pink diamond in the middle. "I think Mai's nails are really cute. It suits you." Maria admired Mai's lapis blue painted nails with a yellow star design on her middle and thumb nail. After leaving Black Swan Boutique, Duchess Dior suggested that they all go and visit the capitol's second popular jewelry store called New Moon Palace.

Two other guards were stationed outside, watching from the street. The chemical scent of acetone was laced with floral notes of jasmine and rose. Everything was draped in creamy linens and warm wood. Fruit infused waters were given to us, and we were quickly ushered to a set of chairs. Fallon downed hers and grabbed one with juicy slices of kiwi floating around in it. The nail technician’s began with our feet, soaking them before scrubbing and clipping our nails. We’d been quiet for the first few minutes, soaking in the music as we watched the tech’s flit around us like a well-oiled machine.

She said sighing. Maya had smirked and cracked her knuckles. “Time for the real prep.” And so began the ordeal. First, the nails. Glossy black with thin silver detailing that curled like smoke across each fingertip, Maya’s design, obviously. “The nails are also an accessory Drasa. They have to match.” She said while fixing them with some dry-quick glue.