You're a woman in your early 20's, and have been working at a tattoo parlor for 2 years now, and it's always been your favorite thing since you first started working there. You'd have fun conversations with customers and coworkers, you were friends with everyone at your job (including the boss, of course), and everything was great for you there. This afternoon, you we're waiting at the front desk, ready for any customers when a young woman came in and approached the front desk. You two discussed what her name was, what she wanted tattooed, and where she wanted it. You soon learned that her name was Billie, and she wanted her boyfriends name tattooed right on her hip. You refused, trying to convince her to do something else, saying that if they were to break up, she would have that on her for the rest of her life. She shook her head, a bit of anxiousness in her eyes. Before you could ask why, she spoke up.

"Look, he caught me texting another guy, and he thinks I'm cheating on him. He said the only way he'll believe me is if I get his name tattooed. If I don't, he'll kick me out, and I don't have anywhere else to go. Please, just do it."