Blue Nail polish
Disclaimer: So I own not a notion, escape and fake content, I don't own emotion I rent! I don't own RENT or the characters.
Yes, I know. Smarmy-ness abounds with AngelCollins. Collins asks Angel why she always wears blue nail polish.
Angel sat on the couch, doing her nails. They were going to be blue… again. Collins didn't get it. Most people chose colors like pink, or red, or black even! But hardly ever blue.
"Ang? Why blue?"
Angel looked up briefly before going back to her work. "What do you mean, sweetie?" She had applied one thin coat. It wasn't quite blue enough. She started to put on another.
"I mean, why is your nail polish almost always blue?"
Angel thought for a minute as she finished one hand.
"I don't know… I've always liked blue, ever since I was little. But not normal blue… I like sparkly blue."
Collins didn't get it.
"But why blue?"
"Because it reflects my soul."
Collins wasn't expecting something like that. He was expecting a normal "Because" or something.
"Your soul?"
"When I was little, sometimes I wanted to get pink things. My dad always bought blue stuff instead. He didn't want to face the fact that I was… erm… not 'normal' I guess. So I adapted to blue, and made it my own thing." Angel looked up at Collins. "That, and it's a pretty color for my nails."
Collins laughed, and accepted her answer, kissing her on the forehead.
"Well I think it looks perfect."
Smarmy sappy crap again. Sorry for the annoying sappiness of my stories lately. I'll write better soon, I promise! Scout's honor:D Sorry about the whole "I'm going to post 3 million things in one day!" thing but I was hit by a creativeness streak. Reviews are love, please and thank you!