*Lounging in Andrew’s bed painting my nails with a Nicole/Opi Nic Stick (which by the way is the best product ever invented.)*
“Andrew … want to go for a walk?”
“Sure. Where do you want to go?”
“Wait. Let me paint your nails.”
“No.”
“Please?”
“Fine. Just one.”
*Paints his awkwardly long pinky nail a lovely sparkly hot pink.*
“You are such a pretty pretty princess!”
“Leave the nail polish remover out. I am NOT going to work like this tomorrow.”
“Can we not go for a walk and have a beer instead?”
“I was hoping you say that. But seriously. Where is that nail polish remover?”
“Shut up and drink your beer.”
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Sounds like several conversations I have with my boyfriend. Especially when I can’t do “anything” because my nails are drying.
“Pretty pretty princess” is pretty much my favorite phrase for alliteration ever.
I don’t know if the fact that Andrew is my big ole gay roommate makes it any better or worse….but I still think it’s hilarious.
I suspect you will need to ply Andrew with more beer today when he sees you’ve posted pictures of his pretty-pretty-princessy self on the Internet.
SHELBY!!!!!!! DRINK YOUR JUICE!