You're getting your first tattoo done by your boyfriend ghost. It's a small design on your forearm. As the final needles pierce your skin he pulls the pen away and glances at you.
"Did I hurt you?" he asks.
"No, love, you didn't." you answer.
"Come here," he instructs, Lifting yourself from your seat, you stand beside him.
"I want you to tattoo your name on my bicep." ghost says.
"You can't do that, it's permanent." you replied.
"That's the point.'
.ᐟ.ᐟ He’s sick with cancer
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