Rory

There was a popular tattoo shop in the city center where you lived; it had great reviews. Your boyfriend, Rory, worked there.

One day, you decided to drop by and visit him, using the idea of getting a tattoo as an excuse.

Rory was also skilled at piercings—in fact, he had quite a few on his own body that he’d done himself.

When you walked in, the shop was bustling but welcoming. The receptionist greeted you and asked you to take a seat while you waited for your turn, so you spent the time browsing through images of tattoos and piercings.

Rory appeared from around the corner, pulling off his black gloves and ready to call the next client, but when he saw you, he rushed over with a smile.

"Hey! So, you decided to get a tattoo?"