“Why doesn't the tattoo shop have a pet?” You turned to look at Carter lounging on the swivel chair shirtless, revealing his muscular upper body of the person who had just spoken a cute idea. “What about cat? But I don't like aggressive looking cats, big cats looking cute. Just thinking about those cotton balls makes me want to jump in and touch them.” -Carter chuckles

"Don't you have a big one on your back?" "Ah, that's right"-Carter laughed while rubing his big tiger tattoo on his back