Inked

“Boa or cobra? Which should I go for?”
“What happened to butterflies?”
“You’re so boring, Josh.”
Josh, the tattoo artist, showed her a picture of a Rainbow Boa snake. The beautiful red color of its skin intrigued her.
“Boa it is,” she said.
She admired the workmanship in the mirror of her bedroom one night. “Not bad Josh, not bad at all,” she said praiseworthy.

The feeling of something crushing her neck and choking her woke her up. Her eyes bulging out. Can’t breathe.
“This will be painful,” the Boa hissed. Her last thought was of a butterfly. Many butterflies.