. WHO: Lindy Stern and Patrick Marrok WHEN: Early afternoon WHERE: We'll figure that out eventually. WARNINGS: NSFW
Lindy left Dog-Ink in a rather excited state, sure the tattooing process had been a bit painful, but overall it hadn't been too terribly bad (but not that she'd want to repeat it anytime in the near future). She'd accomplished goal number one of the day, now she was on to goal number two, showing her boyfriend just how seriously serious about him she really was. Maybe it was foolish, maybe she'd regret it one day, especially if Patrick ended up changing his mind, but she wasn't thinking about that as a possibility. In fact, to Lindy, either of them ever changing their mind about this was a total impossibility. Maybe that was just the over confidence, maybe that was just her youth showing, or maybe, just maybe it was that forever kind of love, who was to say?
Once situated in her car, since her parents had insisted she not drive the moped for the time being due to the demon attacks, Lindy pulled her phone out and dialed Patrick's cell, adjusting the special cushion under her bum as well as the seat before carefully putting the seat belt, mindful of the tender area on her hip. While the phone rang, Lindy when ahead and turned her bluetooth on and slipped it over her ear as she turned the key in the ignition.