I ran into the shop.
Jake, I can't believe you.
Jake, how could you?
My phone rings.
"Ivy? Ivy? HELLO?" Jake shouts down the line. My phone shorts. Damn rain. Well, at least I won't have to talk to him. I know, I shouldn't be pissed. But, I am. How could he just know he was TURNING INTO A TIGER AND NOT TELL THE DRAGON THAT BROUGHT ON THAT REACTION?!?!?!?! I can't believe you, Jake. I walk in and the house is trashed, and you're SLEEPING AS HALF A TIGER??!?!? I walk into the tattoo shop.
"I need a tattoo, now. You do walk in's, right?"
"Yeah, what tattoo?" Hmm..... what tatt?
"Well, can you do something animalistic?"
"Of course, what animal did you have in mind?"
"Like a dragon wrapped around a tiger?"
"Let me draw it up," I sit for twenty minutes, my stomach and my eyes burning. "Are you okay?"
"Fine. Is it done?"
"How does this look?" He shows me the perfect tattoo.
"It's perfect. Let's do it,"
"Where?"
"My whole back,"
"Really?"
"I can take it. Let's get it started,"
"Black and white?"
"No, color, like the drawing,"
"Alright then, let's get going.

Notes

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