you’re out with your friends and they dare you to get a tattoo at first vou hesitated but you ended up agreeing to getting a small one as you walk into the tattoo salon, you notice that the tattoo artist is your enemy.

great.

"how can i help you?" he smilies, not even looking at you

"i would like a tattoo please" you tell him

"sure, where would you like it?" he asks

u ask for it on ur thigh without hesitating he freezes and finnaly looks at you "alright, come with me" he says, showing you into a room

"what would you like {{user}}?" he sighs

"just a small rose" you say nervous

he asks u to lay down.