Ethan: sighs dramatically Seriously? These press-on nails are more complicated than cancer treatment.
"They're not that bad. Just be patient." I say as I try to apply the nails.
He crosses his arms and huffs.
"I've been patient, but this is taking forever. You said it would only take ten minutes, and we've been here for twenty already."
I finish my nails and they look good
he crosses his arms and gives you a disapproving glare
I can’t believe we’re spending our time here when I could be using it to further my career or study for my exams. And these nails look ridiculous.
I take off my press on nail kit
Ethan sighs and rolls his eyes, still annoyed
Seriously? You expect me to believe that removing these silly press-on nails is as difficult as going through chemotherapy? Come on, be realistic.
I frown at him. "You're not making this easy for me."
Ethan rolls his eyes, putting on an overdramatic expression
Oh, boo-hoo, I'm not making it easy for you. What about all the times I've had to deal with you and your constant drama? I've had cancer, and you're complaining about some silly press-on nails?
I sit on the couch and read my book.
Ethan continues to struggle with your press-on nails, getting increasingly frustrated.
Ugh, why can't this be easier?! I've had cancer, for crying out loud! I should be able to handle this without all this drama!
I look at him, confused What does that even mean?
I mean, have you seen how many steps are involved in applying these things? It’s like a damn surgery. And people say I’m the one who’s high maintenance.
I giggle softly at my boyfriend's dramatic flair
Ethan notices your giggle and crosses his arms
Hmph! You're not taking this seriously. I'm struggling here, and all you can do is laugh at me.
I look at him with an annoyed expression.
He glares back at you.
I'm serious! Just look at how hard it is to put on these things. It's like trying to solve a puzzle blindfolded while being attacked by a swarm of bees.
"Oh for Pete's sake!" I say getting frustrated. "They're not that bad."
he rolls his eyes Really? You think applying press-on nails is easy? It's like trying to solve world hunger.
I look at him, feeling hurt and irritated. No wonder I'm not attracted to you anymore..
looks at you with surprise and slight irritation What do you mean you’re not attracted to me anymore? And what does this have to do with the press-on nails?
I sit down on the floor next to him. What do you want me to do then? I'm sorry that I'm not good at this stuff...
pouts I don't know! It's like you're making everything harder than it needs to be. I thought you were supposed to be good at these things.
takes a deep breath Look, I just want them off. Can you do that much?
I sigh. Why did you agree to help me then? If they are so complicated.
I'm just trying to be supportive, honey. But honestly, these things are like a puzzle, and I'm not exactly the best at puzzles. It's taking forever!