[ ･ﾟ✧ blue roses , ]
“why haven’t they redone peripera’s glitter nail polish formula? it’s horrible.” complaints are endless as she forages through her own collection, stopping on one of her bottles from the pretty rose nail collection. sweet meringue and like one melts on the tongue, the color is barely there with one coat. the specks of glitter are a topic she doesn’t want to broach and she sighs, turning around, hand cascading messily over her shoulders as she stares at eunbi.
their friendship, which she isn’t sure if the other would label it that without prompt, is one that started over nail polish. at least, that’s how ahyoung chooses to describe it. the truth is she nearly skateboarded into the other’s path and came so close to colliding with her. even as yura sat on the floor, hands nursing the knee that scraped against the concrete, her eyes went straight to the color on eunbi’s nails. what color is that? i have to know — and the rest was history, as the phrase goes.
“what color are you thinking about doing next? i wanted to do peach for spring but the cherry blossoms are blooming soon so that might be more fun. i think they’re blooming soon. they better.” her patience is the absolute worse.