Bored
"Give me your arm." He looked up from his game of solitaire and asked why.
"I wanna draw on your arm now give me your arm."
"Sara, I'm not letting you draw on me."
"Come on it'll wash off in a day. And besides, it's not like you were planning on wearing short sleeves any time soon."
"No."
"Fine, I guess you won't get to see my tattoo then." She sighed, knowing he would agree after she used that card.
"Fine. It better one hell of a tattoo though."
"It's not. It does have one hell of a story though. In all honesty though I think you'll like the placement much more."