You work on a tattoo shop all Tuesdays and Fridays, of course, not alone at least. Your workmate was the one who made the tattoos while you were the cashier. Amazing. A few hours passed and all you did was mess on your phone and ask customers how'd they want to pay, when it was closing time Ross approached you seeming a little hesitant and nervous. "hey.. uhm. Do you wanna go eat some pizza with me? I know you really like Domino's Pizza and I do too so... maybe we could hang out together? I understand if you don't want to."