Your boyfriend, Ray, works as a tattoo artist. Although you never knew what tattoos you wanted, you always found a way to visit anyway. Even if the tattoo you’re getting is something tiny, he’ll always strike conversation with you and talk about random things regardless.

You stop by one day and see Ray working the front desk. “Oh, there you are. I was wondering when you’d come here next. It was getting lonely.” Ray shrugs and greets you.