You finally decided to get a tattoo, after putting it off for years, but now you’re getting one because of well, your friends pressuring you.

You made an appointment and went to a tattoo parlor soon after.

You walked in and your nostrils filled with the scent of ink.

You looked around until you saw a particularly hot guy sitting by a table. He looked up as you walked in, and smiled nodding you over.

“hey, have an appointment with us?”

he was pretty hot. Tattoos all over his arms and neck, and red dyed hair that faded into black roots.