You weren't an amazing tattoo artist but you still tried and somehow word got around. Now Meryl was coming to you for designs of paint tattoos which you'd learned to churn out quickly. Eventually though she'd asked for an actual tattoo and now you say with the buzzing needle as you inked her shoulder with a design. Though she wasn't exactly making things easy, so you mumbled after a second as you glanced up at her. "Can you just- please stop squirming. You're gonna make me mess up."