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"You're just figuring that out?"

My smile spreads over my lips as I shake my head "Why are you up this early?"

"I'll give you one guess"

"A tattoo"

He nods

"Doesn't the shop open at ten?"

"Yeah This guy is an old friend"

"Youtattoo"

He ss onto plates Two plates "You know me too well"

"Can I see?" I love seeing his work, but he's secretive about his faded black sketchbook When he isn't reading or watching TV, he's drawing tattoos in that book

"If you eat"

My shoulders tense

Who the hell does he think he is telling me when I should eat?

I'm the only person who says what I do with my body

But I should eat