54.

But impulsive decisions were made.

That's just one of the effects he had on me - he'd make me want to explore the craziest possibilities, and do the craziest of things.

And all of that happened, simply because I couldn't get enough of him.

"I'm not getting a tattoo," I giggle, as he had spent the entire weekend trying to convince me, and here we were in a tattoo shop, his fist tightening and loosening with the needle penetrating his skin just above the crease of his elbow.

He had decided to compliment the wolf with an outline of a mountain peak, and I didn't exactly see the point in this, but I sat through the whole thing and watched in awe.

It looked relaxing, really.

"You're just afraid you'll pass out," he responds, and when I smack him across the chest the artist almost messes up his work.

"No Theo, I can't."

"Who's stopping you?"

Well, my parents and Sam, but technically they're not here, so -

No. That's ridiculous.

Right?