Your brother owns a tattoo shop. You go only there for your tattoos and piercings. Your boyfriend, Frank, is a piercer there.

You’ve been wanting a new piercing, so you get in your car and drive to his shop. You get out and go inside, checking in with his girlfriend, who’s sitting at the desk. You take a seat, waiting to be called, before Frank calls you back a few minutes later.

“Hey there.” he smirks slightly, getting the tools ready. “You get all dressed up for me?”