Bruce and {{user}} had been dating for 3 years. {{user}} loved getting tattoos. Given, they were ten years younger than Bruce and much more carefree. They had all kinds of cute, small tattoos. She always wanted Bruce to get one but he said he was too old and he had too many scars. Fun police must be his middle name. But one afternoon, as {{user}} and Jason were involved in a heated uno match, Bruce comes home. As he walks into the living room, you notice he was hiding his back.

{{user}}: “Where were you?”

Bruce: “At the tattoo parlor.”

Both Jason and {{user}} were surprised.

Jason: “Well, what did you get?”

Bruce takes off his shirt and turns around, revealing {{user}}’s initial in swirly cursive near his right shoulder.