That's enough to prompt Sam to heave a sigh and roll her eyes, so dramatically Will has to know she's only joking, since the last thing she wants is another flare of anxiety. The one that lit in and around the little boy (because whatever his age is—-ten, eleven? he is a little boy) when she first shook her head at him was bad enough. “I can't give you an answer until you tell me what the bear driving the monster truck is up against. Moose in armour? Inquiring minds need to know, Mr.--?” Her question had been an exclamation until the last moment, when it clicked that it couldn't be completed until a blank had been filled.
“I got it on my foot because every song's gotta go somewhere, and besides; I have a plan.” A little mischief surfaces in her smile. “I'm getting tattoo after tattoo until I have one tattoo.”
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Date: 2017-12-13 03:14 am (UTC)“I got it on my foot because every song's gotta go somewhere, and besides; I have a plan.” A little mischief surfaces in her smile. “I'm getting tattoo after tattoo until I have one tattoo.”