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"𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐓"
I exclaim as i grab drakens arm. "you're getting a tattoo?!" i basically scream my eyes shimmering looking up at him. "mhm" is all he says as we finish paying for our lunch. "lemme go with you please please pleaseee, I've always wanted a tattoo!" i say shaking in excitement as we walk through the revolving doors. "why do you wanna come with me everywhere." he says looking down at me. "ill stop if you just let me go with you this one time! i promise you!" i beg holding my pinky out swearing. he hmphs back at me and pushes my finger away. "fine." he says back. i start squealing in excitement. "YAAY THANK YOU KENNY!" I shout gripping onto his arm with more force. "yeah yeah."
" what are you gonna get, " i ask finally calmed myself down. he pulls a small print out of his pocket, "oooh a dragon, pretty. ILL GET IT TOO.". draken looks startled and wiggles out of my grip. "what? no it will hurt." he says sternly. "soo? why are you getting it.?" i ask accusingly. i swerve out of the way of a pole as draken grabs his temple as if he is soothing a headache. "because that's me." he says rolling his eyes at me. "TOOO LATE IVE MADE MY MIND," I say in a singsong tone skipping ahead of him.
"you don't even know where we are going."
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we walk into the messy studio draken greets the blonde-tatted artist and conversates as i look around at everything. the paintings on the wall in a graffiti style, the bottles of ink, and the clear case of different piercing jewelry. "oh i see you brought your lady in as well." the tall artist says shaking my hand. "she's not my lady." draken says with a flushed face. "oh well. whos going first." he asks getting all of the materials laid out on the black table on wheels. "ME ME ME," I say jumping up like I'm going to answer a question. "mkay where are we tattooing." i think for a little until i finally decide. "here" i answer slightly lifting my skirt point at my tanned thigh. "are you sure?" he asks me concerningly. i just give him a closed smile and nod my head-hopping onto the retractable leather seat. "mkay."
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as he finishes detailing i get up sighing at the loss of the painful yet relaxing sting. "you're all set little lady." he says lifting the seat. i giggle like a child as i skip to the tall mirror. i look at the gorgeous dragon now adorning my hip. "AHH I LOVE IT!" I say jumping onto the artist in a hug. "heh I'm glad. now for you kenny boy."
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after an hour or two of kennys screaming, he finally has his tattoo on his temple. "there, all done." the artist says repeating his action of lifting the chair to draken. kenny observes himself in the same mirror as me and i smile as i watch his eyes glow. "ALL RIGHT! THIS IS AWESOME." he says hopping out of the chair to show me. "LOOOK ROXY!"
"you look so cool ken ken!" i say slightly dragging my finger across the work. "tatted in the 5th grade. damn you guys are gonna be some rotten adults." his remarks made me giggle. "thanks man! i gotta go show this shit off!." kenny says grabbing my hand and running out of the studio dragging me along. but before we leave we hear the man one more time, "it's gonna take a while for the swelling to go down. "yeah okay, we got it." draken reply as I bid a wave to the nice man.
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right after this kenny never stopped flexing his tatted face. whenever he would fight a new delinquent he would end his teasing with, "you better run anytime you see this dragon coming." i loved his confidence, loved seeing him proud and happy
