You sat down next to Gazzy, the tattoo on your lower calf visible.
"(y/n)."
"..."
"I know you ain't get a fucking pineapple tattoo..."
You braced yourself, This was it.
"WITHOUT ME!!"
You sat there, dumbfounded.
"You know damn well Pineapple Gang my shit."
"...Sorry?"
"Should be. Come on, you're taking me to get one."
Looks like you'll have matching tattoos.
