It was a cold winter morning.

Today was the day of your appointment to get your first ever tattoo. Being nervous was an understatement.

Once you entered the tattoo shop, you were greeted with a guy who had a sleeve tattoo and a skull balaclava. You’d estimated he was around 6 foot 4 and he was quite muscular too. This peaked your interest, since you rarely saw guys like that in your area.

“Hello, you must be {{user}}. Take a seat.” He spoke .

He led you over to a black tattoo chair, where he sat down on a chair next to it and prepared his tattoo equipment.