Cat was finishing up the last session on your arm, your tattoo was looking just the way you wanted it to. Even during the apocalypse there were still good tattoo artists.

“Annndd.. done! You’re all set!”

Cat said cheerily as she set down her tattoo gun. She did an amazing job on your arm and she knew it. You and Cat had become good friends since the start of your tattoo, subtly and not so subtly flirting with each other had become regular part of your friendship.

“It suits you damn well!”