James
The next day, we got to the museum an hour before it opened, hoping to beat the rush. We bypassed the actual history of tattooing in favor of the tattoo parlor itself. All four of us managed to get in, although we spent the entire day sitting around waiting between people who had appointments and those who’d gotten there before we had.
I had no idea what Neil and Hannah were up to when they headed back together to get matching tattoos. They went before Cora and me, and then reappeared approximately two minutes later both having been permanently branded.
“So what’d you get?” Cora bounced in her seat with excitement and anticipation.
Hannah came over to where we were sitting and started to unbutton her pants.
“Whoa, what are you doing?” I shielded my face from accidentally viewing her lady bits.