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Nail stylist George Fem Dream (I LOVE THIS. IT HAS MY HEART!)
//- Dream -\\
"Where you going dude?"
"Out to that nail salon, you know the one my mum booked me an appointment for?"
Sapnap (my roommate) nodded and waved as I left the house. The nail salon wasn't that far away from my house, maybe a block or two. As I walked down the street I adjusted my jacket and bag, since they were falling from my shoulders. When I reached the street the nail salon was on, I looked around trying to find it. I eventually found it, the shop having Christmasy decorations and paintings on the window. As I walked in the bell rang, and a brunette male looked up at me. I blushed as he smiled, inviting me to the front desk.
"Hi sir, do you have an appointment?"
"Hi. Yeah i do, it should be under Clay?"
The brunette smiled and looked through his system, finding my name and encouraging me to follow him. As we walked, he began to build up conversation. He explained that he would be doing my nails, since he was the only one on staff because everyone else was still celebrating Christmas.
"Ok, if you wouldn't mind just sitting down here."
I nodded and sat down where he was pointing. He asked if I knew what I was hoping for and I explained it.
"Can I please have some french tips, with a light purpley pink colour please?"
I had asked for that so that it matched my outfit, or- my fashion sense. Today I was wearing a white fluffy jacket/ coat, a light pink jumper and grey pants. I wore some blue heel boots as well. The brunette nodded and began to do my nails, being very careful.
We began to talk more, and I learnt quite a bit about him. His name was George and he had moved to Florida for college, his parents lived in England and couldn't travel here because of health reasons.
It was quite nice to talk to George, his voice was soothing and he was quite good looking. HIs brunette hair matched wonderfully with his mocha coloured eyes. His jawline was perfect, not too obvious but not hidden. I wonder if he'd think the same about me.
//- George -\\
Talking to Clay was amazing. He was so kind and funny, and beautiful. When he first walked in I had to smile and pretend it was cold so it didn't seem like I was being a creep. His features were gorgeous and breathtaking, making me unable to not look.
His gorgeous light brown hair, it looked so fluffy.. his bright green eyes, looked so welcoming but I would very happily get lost in them. The chai coloured Freckles rested against honey coloured skin, they looked as if they'd been painted on by the best artist or made to be a constellation in the stars. The way his cheeks lit a light pink colour when he smiled or laughed. And lets not forget his fashion sense and figure. Even underneath the half tight pink sweater he wore, you could see his slightly feminine body.
(Bros a simp- god DAYUM)
I was soon to be finished with his nails, which upset me a bit, knowing he'd have to leave. I decided that I would ask him if he wanted to get dinner some time.
"Ok uh.. you're all set.. they suit you really well.."
"Thanks.. uh- what do I owe you?"
"Let me check.."
I walked up to the front desk, looking at Clay as he wrote something down. I brushed it off, seeing how much it costs. The total was $50. Clay thanked me and handed me cash, smiling and waving at me as he left.
I began to put the money away, seeing a small folded up piece of paper at the bottom of the pile. I picked it up and unfolded it, smiling as I read the content.
I had a really nice time, you seem like a great person. Call me and we could go out for some food?
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Thanks for my nails, you should open up some place of your own.
-C :)
Damn he had nice handwriting. And i guess he has more guts than I do. I smiled and put the number into my phone, but waited until my break to text him.
We decided to meet up next week, at a small cafe.
//- End -\\
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