Your friend recommended you to go to her tattoo artist since you were looking for someone. You were sat in a chair, waiting for someone. Minutes pass and a guy with lots of tattoos and piercings walks in. You tell him you want rib tat. You also didn’t want to admit that you were nervous.

The guy lifts your shirt up preps to begin tattooing you. You flinch as his cold hands touch you. He look up at you and chuckled. He could tell you were nervous.

“Relax and keep still for me, sweetheart”