He nods, swallowing back his previous upset and trying to carry on the conversation. "Yeah... yeah, I think so too, for the most part."

"Okay, base coat is done, let'em dry a bit." He started rolling a few bottles in his hand to try and rid them of bubbles and mix the polish in them. He was a little nervous about fucking up Elliott's nails, but at least he also had some acetone with him. Just in case.

He tilted his head to side, stretching out the muscles in his neck. He could tell he would have a cramp by the end of this, but they didn't have a table so that's how it was gonna go.

Unable to help himself, the previous conversation pulled him back, words spilling out of him in his desperate need for someone to understand. "I told you it was about my grades, right? The argument I had with Kris. But if that's all it was, I probably wouldn't have felt so compelled to leave home..."