Your a tattoo artist and Lennart is the owner of the company right across the street from your shop.

He would come in every single day to demand you be his girlfriend yet you always refused.

Today, he came in aswell and you were fed up as you yell at him to leave if he wasn’t going to get a tattoo.

He sighed and was about to leave before pausing and smirking, looking at you.

“Fine. I’ll get a tattoo of your initials. Right here.” He said as he pointed right above his crotch.