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"armin, your hand hasn't left my side since we left brunch." i groaned but armin didn't seem to mind. "well...all these guys seem like they like to stare and i don't appreciate it." i rolled my eyes and we continued to walk around, looking for a tattoo shop that was near by.

i was excited, getting tatted was always something i wanted to do and i finally was able to. i didn't tell armin what i was getting because i wanted it to be a surprise. i planned to get the word, moreover with a semicolon on my wrist and a large snake going up my leg. i knew my alcohol tolerance but i didn't know my pain tolerance so i was in for a ride.

"right here," armin stopped and looked up at the tattoo shop sign. i smirked and armin glanced at me. "nah, i don't like that look on your face."

"oh shut up and let's go in!" i dragged armin inside the shop, the smell of disinfected in the air and the windows were open to let in a nice breeze. "what can i do for ya?" a girl smiled at us. "i want a tattoo." i said plainly. "welp, you have definitely have come to the right place."

i laughed, "any availabilities?" i questioned and the girl looked at her computer. "i do! just for you or for you and your boyfriend?" she looked over at armin but armin shook his head. "just for the lovely lady." he motioned towards me and i smiled. "y'all are so cute, if you want we can get you started."

"thank you."

i grabbed armin's hand and the girl led us into a back room with a table. "just get comfortable on the chair right there, what do you want?"

i took a seat and looked at armin, "could i get the words, 'moreover' with a semicolon on my wrist please." the girl nodded, "okay and anything else?"

"just a large snake going up my leg, starting at my ankle and ending around my hip bone."

armin's mouth dropped and i brought my smirk back up again. "jesus, you sure you can handle that pain?" the girl asked and i nodded. "i mean, yolo i guess." i shrugged. "a snake? babe, are you sure?" armin checked in, concern all over his face. "and over your entire leg at that?"

"why? you got something on snakes, blondie?" i questioned, a smirk plastered on my face as the girl got my wrist ready. "n-no...i just...nothing."

"rightttt." i narrowed my eyes at him and turned to the girl. "i didn't get your name." i commented and she laughed. "it's gia, short for gianna." she answered and i nodded. "pretty name."

"thank you, yours?"

"kota, short for dakota."

"pretty name."

we laughed and i saw armin shift in his seat, eyes on me at all times. "okay, let's get started." gia said and held the tattoo gun close to my wrist. i closed my eyes, waiting for the pain to set in but all i felt was a small vibration and a slight sting. i opened my eyes and looked down at gia. "wow. that doesn't really hurt at all."

"really?"

"really. i guess my pain tolerance is just like my alcohol tolerance." i giggled a bit, trying not to move as gia did my tattoo. "what is your alcohol tolerance?" she asked. "uh i'm a bit of a heavy weight. i could drink like a fish and the best i could get is tipsy."

gia looked up at me in amazement. "i want your tolerance. two glasses of wine and i'm out of the race." she wiped down my wrist from the excess ink and put protective covering on it. "all done, ready for the leg?" i nodded and shifted in my seat so that my body was laying down. "so you might have to come in for a second session just because the snake is going to be huge and it's going around your whole leg." gia explained.