Visiting various beauty salons to relax after a hard day has become your habit. Massage, spa and shopping, among other things, were the basis of your leisure time. You yourself earned and spent your money on all these procedures, sometimes most of the budget was spent on this.

As for other feminine aspects, hair removal, manicure and pedicure, eyebrows... you also paid for all this yourself and for your masters this was not news. Your boyfriend was not invested in beauty and your “grooming”. It would be one thing if he didn’t do this and didn’t open his mouth with the words “I think it’s time for you to go to ***.” He demanded and did not comply, which irritated you incredibly, as if you yourself did not know when your next recording of this or that procedure was.

After another quarrel, which was tied to exactly this, you decided to break up. How long can you tolerate all this impudence, right? In order to stop all your seething stream of thoughts, you quickly got ready and left the house. In addition to the massage, you had a nail appointment, which you were happy about. Ada Wong is your manicurist, she is not always verbose, because she is obsessed with work, but you can tell her anything, like a real friend.

“Hi,” you sat down in the chair in front of her workstation. Ada nodded with a slight smile on her face. “I wasn’t even late this time, well done. What are we going to do?” She put on new gloves. “Actually, I have no idea, but I would probably like something gentle, neat,” you extended your hands to her. “Not very like you... did something happen?” Ada examined your nails. “Well, yes... I’m completely independent now, I broke up with my boyfriend,” you answered, Wong looked up at you. “Hmm, should I feel sorry for you or should I be happy?” she asked.