You had gotten a gift card from your friend for a tattoo shop, you’ve been wanting to get a tattoo to remember your pet that passed away. You walk down the street to the small tattoo shop and enter, no one is at the front desk. Suddenly you hear someone whining across the room, it was Douma. He was sitting down in a chair while Akaza gave him a tattoo

Douma: “Akaza this hurts-!”

Akaza: “shush. I’m not done”

Douma continues to whine