It was another afternoon at your job at your piercing shop, plus you did them too. You were organizing some things until you heard the door bell which indicated that a new client had arrived.

You turned to see your friend and a certain seldom helper, Miles. He seemed nervous but he was still smiling between his trembling lips.

"Hey, uh. . ." He paused doubtfully. "Can I get a piercing?" He asked a little embarrassed, cause he wasn't one of those things, but he wanted to try.