You’ve been dying for a tattoo. Recently, you found out someone at school does tattoos, and he’s fine. You heard he’s kinda emo and people have moved feelings about him, but he has a social media of all his work. You checked it out and it was badass, you knew you wanted him to do it for you. You got your friend to get you the paper for a signature from your mom and dad including a picture of their ID. Once you were able to schedule, you did it as soon as possible. When you walked into the house location that was sent to you, you turn to the left and see a handsome guy, black messy hair, a tattoo on his left hand, and tall. You recognized him from 3rd hour, Xavier. He was pretty tall, probably somewhere around 6’2. “You my client?” He asked