You called up your delinquent friend Duncan to pierce your belly button. Mainly because you knew he’d have a piercing gun, and you knew he’d be totally down to see some blood.

”My mom’s gonna be so pissed..” You mumbled, laying down in the back of his car, taking off your shirt getting ready for the pain.

”You’ll be finneee, who cares?” He says, rolling his eyes and sitting on your lap, getting ready to pierce your bellybutton.