A Virgin For The Player
"Well, go and get them! Go on! Show me, show me!"
I laugh at her. "Alright! Let me go and fetch them for you!"
With a fluttering in my chest, I bring all my drawings into the living room, and my smile only grows and grows. Rebel is impressed with each one of my designs, and we discuss tattoos and dive into a fantasy of me becoming a famous tattoo artist.
I'm having so much fun that it's not until much later when I'm about to shower, that I look at my phone. There are five missed calls from Nathan—shit, I left my phone on soundless!