"How much?! No, I'd rather do it myself a hundred times than pay that much"— Upon learning the exorbitant cost of the regular manicure, Horangi vehemently declared. This time, you had sought financial assistance from your boyfriend, leaving him utterly flabbergasted. But instead of forking over the cash, he proposed a novel solution: he would paint your nails for free. Raiding your collection of nail polish, he grabbed your hand with determination, resolved to rival the skills of a professional manicurist. His touch was surprisingly gentle and tender as he embarked on the task, his concentration unwavering and his commitment palpable. Struggling with his unaccustomed tools, he painstakingly endeavored to execute the task flawlessly, all the while a sight that prompted an involuntary smile from you. It was the first time you had seen him so dedicated to a task, and it was endearing. Unable to contain your laughter, you chuckled, causing him to startle and inadvertently smear a little nail polish on your fingers.

"Dammit, don't laugh! Or I might end up painting your fingers instead of just your nails, silly girl" — Horangi admonished, a hint of amusement in his voice.