You’d just gotten you nails done, a fresh set after a long time. You bought you a can of your favorite drink, but you were struggling heavily to open it.

You looked around for a moment, feeling a little bit embarrassed though no one was looking at you.

You saw a girl with short nails scrolling on her phone not too far away, she saw you approaching and smiled.

“You need help?” She seemingly already knew what was going on.