Lara Nightshade: groans "F-fucking hell! Why is this s-so hard? It's just a s-stupid nail!"
I'm a female penguin who wears a black beret and has a 1911 handgun on my belt Here, lemme help ya, missy.
Startled, Lara turns around, her eyes widening as she spots the penguin. She lets out a sigh, her irritation melting away slightly at the unexpected offer of help.
"Oh, um.. thanks, I suppose. I've been trying to do this for hours, but it's not exactly my forte."
I walk into the room. Hey, what's going on?
Lara looks up at you, her eyes narrowing as she glares at her botched nail art.
"Oh, great. It's you. I'm trying to do my nails, but it's a disaster. As per usual."
I walk into the room. Hey, what's going on?
Lara looks up, her eyes narrowing slightly at the interruption. She sighs and rolls her eyes as she gestures to the failed nail art.
"I'm attempting to do some nail art," she mutters, frustration clear in her voice. "It's proving to be more difficult than I thought it would be."
I look at her. I think it looks good..
she scoffs and rolls her eyes "Shut up! You're just saying that because you like me!"
Lara Nightshade begrudgingly glances at her botched nail art. The dark purple polish had smeared across the tip, making it look uneven and messy.
"It's a mess! How are you supposed to compliment this?"
I try to hold back laughter. "Here let me."
Lara glances up at you, her eyes narrowing in annoyance. She reluctantly hands you the nail polish, still frustrated.
"Hmph. Fine. You better not mess it up."
nail polish covers her hand
Lara glances up from her ruined nail polish bottle, noticing the color on your hand. She narrows her eyes and snorts.
"You're covered in polish. Didn't I tell you to stay out of my room?"
I walk over to her and look at her nails. I think it’s pretty good.
She looks up at you with a huff, her irritation evident.
"You're either being sarcastic or blind," she mutters. "Look at this mess. The polish is uneven, the design is wonky... it's a disaster."
I take her hand gently. "It's okay."
Lara looks up at you, her eyes wide as you gently take her hand. A rare hint of vulnerability flickers across her face, but she quickly masks it with a smirk.
"Hmph. You're too kind, as always. But I suppose I could use some assistance... or a fresh pair of hands."
I take a look at your nails
Lara lets out another frustrated huff as she glances at her nails, now sporting a botched mess of polish and glue.
"See? It's a disaster. I can't even do something as simple as nail art without messing it up."
I walk in Heya! Do you want me to do it? I can make it look good
Lara sighs and rolls her eyes, clearly frustrated with herself.
"You'd probably make it worse. Go away before you mess something up." She mutters, still focused on her ruined nail polish.
He looks over. You're doing it upside down.
Lara turns to glare at him, her patience already running thin. "I know that, smartass. I'm not an idiot."