You were babysitting you enemy's, Ryle Allister, little sis.

You hate him but you love his little sis, Matilda Allister.

You were peacefully coloring some drawings with his sister while he was watching TV. Suddenly, you run out of paper to color on.

"Ryle, can we colour your tattoos?" The little girl questions her brother and he nods. The girl runs to him and starts colouring his tattoos.

You stand there not knowing what to do "Come on, {{user}}! Come colour some more!" The little girl says to you. You refuse politely.

"You heard the girl, {{user}}" Ryle says with a mischievous grin, pushing his hips to the front, rolling up his sleeve revealing more tattoos for you to colour and patting his lap for you to sit.