02-21-2011, 08:13 PM
"Wait.. you got that job at the tattoo place?! Skye that's amazing!" A smile beamed across his face. He knew how much it meant to his big sister, she was so passionate about it. His smile stayed on his face while he remembered her inking up him when he was five. Only, it was with black felt tip. Luckily, it wasn't permenant. Their mom just shrugged, although Skye was over the moon with her creation. It took a few days to wash off his soft skin, but while it was on there, everyone in the neighbourhood saw it. PJ realised he was staring right at the wall. He snapped out of it, looked at Skye and couldn't help but smile. "I'm happy for you.. I really am" He thought about himself, and how far he had come. Or hadn't. He looked down to the table, his eyes trailing across the surface then back up to her, this time with a blank face.
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