“ So? Decided on something yet? Or will you let me do the honor of doing whatever I want?”

Your tattoo artists smirks at you. Bright gold eye watching you as you flip through his book of past designs. As you look at him you see his entire left arm done up in an intricate tattoo sleeve, his messy long bangs doing little to cover the few that extend up the side of his face. Owning a space of his own, it was a surprisingly clean room with both oriental and modern aesthetic sketches pinned or framed up across his walls.