Gulping, Jay sent a small wave towards the girl. "H-Hi, MJ. A beautiful morning ain't i-" She pinched his earlobe painfully, dragging him out from behind their sibling.
" Oh, yes," she spoke with dripping sarcasm. "A perfect morning. Except for one thing...WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET A TATTOO?!" She screamed. Having enough of this mother hen, he pushed her away. He looked to his arm.
Up from his shoulder to his forearm, A well designed jade dragon wrapped around it, the mythical beast's eyes looking so life-like.
He reminded himself to thank his dad for letting him, but he guessed he should of told MJ as well, thinking she would think tattoos were "vile" or " weird".
James sighed, deciding to step in for his silent brother. " Look, MJ-"
" I mean seriously! At least tell me ya were going to let me sketch it!"
The others couldn't help but stare dumbly at her. " Huh?"
Raising an eyebrow, she shrugged. " What? I like tattoos, can ya blame me?"
"We thought ya hated em"
" Why would I have one if i hate em?"
" YOU WHAT?!"