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Tattoos
-Josh's POV-
"Close your eyes," I instructed Razor.
I pulled her into Electric City Tattoo and guided her to the station Megan was set up at.
"Open your eyes."
"Megan! What are you doing here? Wait, what exactly is here?" she reacted.
"It's Electric City. We're both getting tattoos today."
I flashed her the design and and she smiled.
"It's beautiful."
"I thought you would like it," I smiled.
"Shall we get started?" Megan spoke up.
We nodded and sat in chairs near each other. After a couple hours, we were done. Razor chose to get hers tattooed on her shoulder, and I chose mine to be on my chest.
"Yours looks great," I smiled.
"Yours too," she returned the favor.
"Close your eyes," I instructed Razor.
I pulled her into Electric City Tattoo and guided her to the station Megan was set up at.
"Open your eyes."
"Megan! What are you doing here? Wait, what exactly is here?" she reacted.
"It's Electric City. We're both getting tattoos today."
I flashed her the design and and she smiled.
"It's beautiful."
"I thought you would like it," I smiled.
"Shall we get started?" Megan spoke up.
We nodded and sat in chairs near each other. After a couple hours, we were done. Razor chose to get hers tattooed on her shoulder, and I chose mine to be on my chest.
"Yours looks great," I smiled.
"Yours too," she returned the favor.