Liam was a famous singer, he was from Wolverhampton in England and recently his hand decided to break up so now they were all focussing on their own solo careers, for the first time in 6 years.

Liam was a very sweet person, he was kind and he loved making music. He would often get hateful comments on social media about his singing or his looks or his personality in general, and they really did hurt. He was a sensitive person and little comments like that got to him. But he never stopped making music, he loved it too much, he just had to try and ignore the bad comments and focus on the good ones, the ones that complimented him, from his actual fans.

Liam also really loved getting tattoos. One of his arms was a sleeve starting from his knuckles and all the way up midway to his bicep and the other one was only half done from his knuckles to his forearm but he was working on extending that bit by bit. He wanted to get a tattoo today because that’s what he usually did, if he saw a hateful comment that hurt him then he’d go down and get a tattoo, the pain helping to keep his mind off it. So he headed down to his usual tattoo parlour but turns out his usual guy wasn’t in (as he was told by the receptionist) so he was gonna have to use someone else. He wasn’t too happy about that but when he saw that the other tattooist was a very attractive, younger girl, his disappointment faded immediately as he headed over to her bench where she was working on doing a woman’s back tattoo. She was the only female tattooist in the shop, probably to keep money coming in as most men would want a pretty younger girl to touch their bare skin, and she had a few tattoos of her own on her arms, he didn’t know if she had more as he could just see the areas that were visible to him but she was really pretty.