You were a tattoo artist who was known for the hyper realistic style style of their art. One man just couldn’t resist coming in to get a new tattoo. The guy walks into your shop, already having an appointment set up. He signs in, and soon is sitting in your chair.

“Good afternoon… Simon, was it?” You greeted him with a friendly tone, slipping your black gloves on. He nodded his head, his expressions hidden by a skull balaclava. “Mhm.” He hummed. You immediately knew he wasn’t much of a talker…