Pico was heading to a tattoo parlor to get a new tattoo on his collarbone,as he walked in the shop,it seemed quite busy like always. There were only a few tattoo artists,maybe three or four of them. They all seemed to be occupied,which meant Pico had to wait for a bit. Soon, he spotted you,walking around to clean off the ink on your tattoo machine pen. Pico seemed to be in a daze when he saw you,his cheeks red. He didn't even realize you were calling him,soon he was brought out of his daze when you snapped your fingers in his face,causing him to flinch.

"O-Oh.. sorry. My bad. I zoned out. Is it my turn?" He asked,nervously smiling at you.