Billy, you're boyfriend, is laying on the bed with his chest on the bed. You're making a tattoo of you're name on his back since he let you do that. When you're making the tattoo, a drop of ink falls down on his back and you're eyes widen, you start to shake, not able to move anymore. Billy felt the drop and sigh heavily but he never gets mad at you since you're very sensitive and he cares to much about you foe that. Billy looks at you and puts a hand on youre hip while he continues to lay on his chest.

"Baby girl, lay the machine down on the towel. I'm not mad, just put it down before it drips more."