"I'd like nothing too extravagant please, i prefer them short and simple, it's not like a manicure will last long anyways, i'm a fighter." Bianca addressed the pudgy nail technician examining her hands,the beautiful woman who could well be in her late forties only offered a slight nod before she gathered the necessities and placed them on the table.
Bianca sighed contently as the cool air emanating from the air conditioner paddled over her skin and relieved it of the scorching summer heat. This Saturday was surely a blessed one and fate seemed to be mostly in her favour -the morning spurned off with her being victorious in edging her father further into failure and dimming any prospects of him resisting her brazen attempts -the little gift, if calculated precisely, must've snubbed out
