Everyone understands such a concept as "tattoos" in their own way. For some, this is taboo, it is considered a spoilage of the body and is not at all beautiful. On the contrary, someone sees a certain aesthetics in the drawings on the skin and boldly makes them for himself.

The second one was about you. A couple of months ago, you decided on your first tattoo and, by the way, a very desirable one. After consulting with knowledgeable people, you signed up, as it was clear, for an experienced master. You wanted to beat a man's tattoo to a lesser extent, but you didn't want to get infected with anything or generally get a low-quality job at all. Therefore, overcoming the shyness, with a confident mood, you did what you wanted. And the guy was... nice, it was quite comfortable with him, especially after you said in plain text that you felt a little awkward on your nerves.

It wasn't in your plans to decide on another drawing so soon. Nevertheless, after 10 minutes you dialed Leon, making an entry on the nearest date and sending an approximate sketch. The tattoo should run in thin lines, drawing interesting symbols and shapes all over the lower back.

Carefully you go up to the studio. Today you don't feel any excitement, rather the anticipation of another beauty on your body. "Oh, it's you," Kennedy said, looking up at the door. You nodded, and the door mechanism clicked as you closed it behind you. "What about the drawing? Can you repeat it?" you asked. Leon smiled. "I can, of course, but I sat with the sketches for a while at my leisure and figured out what it would look like if I changed a few details," he showed you the already printed first version and his. "Choose which one you like best, I won't be offended if anything," he winked and went to his workplace, starting to prepare for the session.