Danny:
"No Georgie! You can't make me! I don't wanna go!" I shouted as she dragged me towards the nail salon.
"Would you stop throwing a tantrum? It's just a manicure, you're not gonna die. This will make the whole homecoming experience more special," she stated and we stopped in front of the salon.
"I don't know about this, Georgie. I just don't get the idea of paying people money to touch my hands and judge me in another language," I grumbled.
"Danny, you have to trust me. This is gonna be so much fun! It's best friend bonding time! Just do it for me? Please?" Georgie pleaded.
"...fine," I replied reluctantly.
"Yayyyyyy!" she squealed.
Georgie recommended I get acrylic nails, to which I immediately refused. I am a drummer after all. Getting our nails done wasn't so bad. We laughed
