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writetomyheart2012-10-06 05:28 pm
dreamweavernyx) wrote in writetomyheart2012-10-06 05:28 pm
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[Team 1] Polished Looks
wow obviously i am not very used to my turn coming this fast @___@ nevertheless!
COMPLETE CRACK i am so sorry lol aslkddlkj (not sure if i should be adding the 'wtfery ahead' tag lmao)
The colour is WHITE :D
Cheating is something Kitayama is good at. Or rather, it seems like cheating, but he prefers to call it making a smart choice.
He's also very good at winning bets.
(The two are connected.)
One day Tamamori (poor, innocent Tamamori) issues a challenge to their leader bravely and fearlessly, knowing not of the ruin that is sure to come his way.
"I dare you to get your nails painted! At a girls' nail salon!"
Kitayama blinks lazily but doesn't question Tamamori's outburst. (Maybe all that hanging around Fujigaya has started to rub off.)
"Aa. I'll do it if you do."
Obviously not expecting Kitayama to agree at all, Tamamori flounders like a fish for a while.
"A-alright!"
~
And that is how they end up in a frilly nail salon in Harajuku full of nail polish fumes, both wearing wigs and oversized sunglasses to save them a little face.
Tamamori has already jumped straight into a chair, waving a hand and not bothering to tell the attendant what kind of manicure he wants. Kitayama sneaks a sideways glance from his chair and sees that Tamamori's already fast asleep. Grinning, he flips open the manicure book and points to a picture.
"This one, please."
~
Tamamori masks his scream of horror well, but lets it loose anyway when the other members yank off the winter gloves in the dressing room. Peals of laughter erupt at the glossy pink nails with golden glitter topcoat and even rhinestones stuck onto one of them.
"Show them yours," Tamamori challenges, trying to make sure he's not the only one humiliated, only to gape when Kitayama shows off perfectly normal-looking hands.
"You didn't paint them!" Tamamori screeches, but Kitayama rolls his eyes, rotating his hand to catch the light and show off the extra layer of gloss on his nails.
"It's called a French manicure, idiot. It's supposed to look normal, they only painted white on the tips of the nails."
(Tamamori's deep scowl is probably one of the best things Kitayama has ever laughed at in his life.)
Your turn,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
miquilis! :3
COMPLETE CRACK i am so sorry lol aslkddlkj (not sure if i should be adding the 'wtfery ahead' tag lmao)
The colour is WHITE :D
Cheating is something Kitayama is good at. Or rather, it seems like cheating, but he prefers to call it making a smart choice.
He's also very good at winning bets.
(The two are connected.)
One day Tamamori (poor, innocent Tamamori) issues a challenge to their leader bravely and fearlessly, knowing not of the ruin that is sure to come his way.
"I dare you to get your nails painted! At a girls' nail salon!"
Kitayama blinks lazily but doesn't question Tamamori's outburst. (Maybe all that hanging around Fujigaya has started to rub off.)
"Aa. I'll do it if you do."
Obviously not expecting Kitayama to agree at all, Tamamori flounders like a fish for a while.
"A-alright!"
~
And that is how they end up in a frilly nail salon in Harajuku full of nail polish fumes, both wearing wigs and oversized sunglasses to save them a little face.
Tamamori has already jumped straight into a chair, waving a hand and not bothering to tell the attendant what kind of manicure he wants. Kitayama sneaks a sideways glance from his chair and sees that Tamamori's already fast asleep. Grinning, he flips open the manicure book and points to a picture.
"This one, please."
~
Tamamori masks his scream of horror well, but lets it loose anyway when the other members yank off the winter gloves in the dressing room. Peals of laughter erupt at the glossy pink nails with golden glitter topcoat and even rhinestones stuck onto one of them.
"Show them yours," Tamamori challenges, trying to make sure he's not the only one humiliated, only to gape when Kitayama shows off perfectly normal-looking hands.
"You didn't paint them!" Tamamori screeches, but Kitayama rolls his eyes, rotating his hand to catch the light and show off the extra layer of gloss on his nails.
"It's called a French manicure, idiot. It's supposed to look normal, they only painted white on the tips of the nails."
(Tamamori's deep scowl is probably one of the best things Kitayama has ever laughed at in his life.)
Your turn,
miquilis! :3
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Tamamori has already jumped straight into a chair, waving a hand and not bothering to tell the attendant what kind of manicure he wants.
Also, I fearfully suspect Tama has been thinking for a while about what sort of manicure he wants.
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