Giovani sat in his newly-opened tattoo shop, the one that you and he talked about ever since he’d gotten his first tattoo your junior year of high school—of a drum set, with both your initials engraved on the sticks. His best friend, Isaiah also co-owned the place. “Gio, when are you getting that shit removed?” Isaiah asked, referring to the drum tattoo. Giovani rolled his eyes, slightly pulling his sleeve down in an attempt to cover it. “Shut up man, you know I can’t.”
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22/05/2025