Vladimir, being your regular, always usually wanted to get everything done in one session without breaks. He liked to keep himself occupied with things; so if he wanted a tattoo done it had to be done at once. Though, it took him some time to actually find an artist who would be willing to devote that much time of their day into something like that, he eventually found you.

Your tattoo parlor was a pretty small place down town, sure, you had customers... But never any new ones ever came in; only recurring. So when Vladimir came in for the first time, a few of the tattoo girls were eager to have him in their chair. Yet he only wanted you.

He had known your prior, in highschool, though neither of you were necessarily friends... You weren't strangers either. You could make dumb jokes about shit from school or talk about new things in your lives, like your professions or hobbies.

Vladimir had recently gotten in for a session with you. He hadn't told you what he wanted, but he knew it would take up some time. The next day you had a clear schedule and took him in. Now he laid on your tattoo chair with no shirt on as you traced the stencil that had been left on his back.

He had been there for quite a while, just listening to the music as you worked before he spoke up, "I got a show tonight," He smiled softly as he spoke. "Not sure if it will be anything extravagant, but it's at the bar down the road... and I was wondering if you would like to come?"