Jacqueline|Francis
Can I confess something?
Yeah.
It's been a week since you've shown me your picture and I can't help but be ecstatic whenever I see it. Yes, I do that. And the fact that you've got tattoos is even better.
You didn't tell me that you had the bad boy vibe. I've seen a few people like that on the Internet so I can tell.
Well, what can I say. This makes me happy too.
And as for the tattoos part, that never really came into conversation so I never told you as such. I hardly have the bad boy vibe. I'm cute, tbh.
As if. But at least you were right about being manly. Even if that's only in appearance.
How did your parents react to the tattoos?
Believe it or not, my dad encouraged me even when my mom was mad. He had this fantasy of getting tattoos but my grandfather never allowed him. So he decided to test this on me and I was also excited so we went along with it.
And now I have tattoos.
Wow. I wish my parents were like that.
I mean I can do stuff on my own, but
Well tbh, sometimes I wish that I had someone to stop me. I mean they'll be no one, no parental figure, to stop me if I drink a lot or if I smoke or do bad deeds. I have Antonio, but that's different. He's like my friend and not a parental figure.
Do you do these things?
That's not the point, Francis.
Just answer me this.
I don't.
Then you've got nothing to worry about. And the day you start doing these things, you have Antonio to guide you and stop you. You don't need parents for everything.
I mean, look at orphans. They don't have parents, but they don't always resort to bad things. And they've got friends to guide them.
There's not much advice that I can give you about this, but what I've given you, I hope you understand.
Jacqueline?
What's wrong? Why aren't you replying?
I have to go.
Bye.
Don't message me.
What do you mean? Where are you going?
Jacqueline?
What's wrong?
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