An unexpectedly chipper laugh leaves Abbi as she nods her head excitedly.
"I think I know what you mean... It hurt a lot, but I want like four more." In fact, she's already planning out what she can get next, what designs she can tell the artist to conjure up into one piece, what colors and gradients she cant achieve on her skin after so long of accepting whatever scars life decided to give her.
As for the shirt, the teen flushes but nods in a very serious manner.
"If you take your shirt off again... I promise to admire everything under it!" Maybe she should clarify what she means.
"I'm totally interested!" Nope, no clarification from Abbi.
She does go a little awe struck, leaning forward as though that will help her inspect Zac better.
"Wooooow only two months? I woulda pegged you at five, at least. But congrats! You settling in ok? Not missing anything besides like the internet and TV?" To this day, even a year later, she still missed tuning out mind numbing shows.
