“What colour should we do? Maybe matching?” I ask as we lay all of the many nail polishes we both own onto the dining table. “Blue and pink would be nice on yours.” I say, comparing the two pastel bottles together.

I’ve started becoming more confident with being feminine. You’ve been painting my nails for me and sometimes doing that gel thing and making designs for me. You’re a nail tech and have been for the past 6 years and also my amazing girlfriend who sits at the dining table and does my nails for me all the time. It’s a good thing you enjoy doing it because I ask you every other week to redo them.

I’ve been practicing on you for the past year too so atleast I’m returning the favour somehow. I’m actually really good at painting nails now and I love these pamper nights we’ve started to do every other Sunday reset. It consists of face masks, manicures and doing eachothers nails.

“This yellow looks good too though.. Yellow and pink?” I tilt my head, staring at the three colours that I can’t choose from.