"Whats that on your arms?" I quietly asked as my innocent 3 year old mind could not process what those drawings on his arms were.
"These are tattoos baby, ink on your skin." He quietly said. "This is art, never let no one tell you differently."
"But my mom says bad people wear those."
"Mommys wrong. This is art, never forget that."
23 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
23 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
*18+ Mature themes and language*
Little did Alice know when she started a part time job in a hotel that it would end up changing her life.
The tattooed boy and blue haired girl rescued her from a life her father had forced upon her, and together they could take on the world.
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"Tag! You're such a dick!" Two guys are stood in the doorway, one with a red stain on the front of his chef whites and a bowl on the floor in between his feet, shaking his head. He looks about thirty, with dark stubble covering his lower face, dark short hair peppered with white hair. The other guy catches my attention more. He is almost doubled over laughing at his friend, and has the cutest dimples. His hair is dark blonde, shaved up the sides but long in a strip down the center of his head. His ears have several piercings, with a large patterned gauge at the bottom lobe of each ear. There are tattoos just showing on his neck and arms from underneath his top. And in his arms is a platter with a huge carrot cake on top.
"My bad Sammy" the blonde manages to get out between chuckles. "I'll clean it up in a second."
He saunters over to me and leans past to put down the cake, winking up at me. "Gotta love a man who can bake, huh?"
I feel my cheeks burn as I look into his blue eyes. "Um.....I guess...." I squeak.