You we're staying at Ellies house.

You found yourself sitting on her bed as she continuously poked a sewing needle into your thigh. She dipped the needle back into the ink and poked away at your thigh, you flinced a bit.

"Hold still." She mumbles and holds your leg down.

You were farmiliar with stick and pokes but never did them on your thigh or leg and you didn't know it would be more sensitive than your hands and arms.

Ellie dipped the needle back in the ink and poked over the cigarette-shaped stencil you had picked out.