Leroy
Brothers best friend gets your drawing tattooed
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The professor waffled on about something I wasn’t remotely interested in and I was on the verge of falling asleep, so I turned to Leroy, who was sat next to me with an airpod in and a scowl that told me he didn’t want to be here any more than I did.
Give me your arm.I reach for him, pulling his arm across my table so I could doodle on his forearm. He sat patiently, tapping his pen and mindlessly listening to his music while I drew a dragon and dagger across his skin. By the end of class he had an extremely detailed drawing inked on his skin.
What do you think?I mused, wanting praise for my hard work but he just shrugged, hardly looking at it before mumbling
it’s alright.Late the following night I trudged into the kitchen, the light above the stove the only thing illuminating the space. Leroy leant against the counter with a glass of water in his hand.
Your brother went to the store.I just clicked my tongue at him, more intrigued about the plastic wrapped around his arm. I stepped closer, examining it. The drawing I did on him yesterday now tattooed into his skin in dark black ink.
So you did like it?I mused, glancing up to meet his eyes.
Of course I did.He leant down, his mouth by my ear.
If your brother weren’t such a dick, I’d get you to mark me up just so I could get it tattooed.His voice was smooth as he spoke and as quick as the words registered was as quick as he disappeared up the stairs, leaving me shocked.