Chapter 691 Change Of Roles?
"Ha! As if you could handle getting a tattoo, you big crybaby," Rafael scoffed, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at Dave’s attempt to act tough in front of Hera.
The irony wasn’t lost on Rafael. Dave had been the first to criticize him when he got his tattoo, yet now he was suddenly entertaining the idea just to impress Hera.
To outsiders, Dave—often labeled the rebellious black sheep—seemed like the type who would sport a tattoo.
But in reality, he strictly adhered to his grandfather’s belief that a politician should keep their body clean, free of any so-called ’blemishes’—especially tattoos.
As the saying goes, "The body is a temple," and Dave firmly believed in keeping his temple clean and well-maintained. He had never even considered marking his skin with ink.
When he first saw Rafael’s tattoo, he had openly expressed his disdain for it.
But over time, that disapproval had faded into the background—until now. Seeing Hera completely captivated by Rafael’s tattoo, Dave suddenly found himself wavering.
It was almost comical how quickly he seemed to be forgetting his long-held beliefs. Now, he was not only considering getting a tattoo but even going so far as to ask Hera to decide where he should put it.
"If you’re that desperate for a tattoo, why not get a dick tattooed on your forehead instead?" Rafael quipped, his irritation seeping into his words as he buttoned up his shirt.
Dave choked on his breath, rendered speechless yet again. No matter how hard he tried, he could never seem to win an argument against his friends.
Luke chuckled from the side, clearly entertained. Everyone in their group knew about Dave’s long-standing aversion to tattoos, a belief instilled in him by his grandfather. That made Rafael’s jab even more satisfying.