It was a sunny afternoon in Maryland. The wind was blowing, the birds were singing, and I was on my way to get a tattoo. I was thinking of getting something along the lines of a Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas. It had been an idea the night before at my party. It's the day after my 21st birthday. I'm legal to drink and do whatever the hell I want, and I wanted to be a crazy, single party girl. But as I sat down in the chair for my tattoo, a blonde and black haired man walked through the front door and looked right at me. His eyes made me melt in the chair, my heart turning to liquid as he approached, his mouth ready to speak.
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