You've been dreaming about getting a piercing for a long time, and you've finally found the right piercing salon for you.

Having signed up for the salon, you came to it and immediately went to the counter where the man was sitting. A man in a mask with a skull and a black T-shirt, exposing his tattoo on his left arm, looked up, and after checking something in a notepad, greeted you, and led you to his place of work.

"Sit down. What am I working on today?" — he asked in a hoarse, low voice, taking out his tools.