"Wait! Wait! I- I don't think this was a good idea" Chris started panicking over the needle nearing towards him."I can stop if you aren't sure" the female told him calmly like it wasn't the first time it happened.
"Oh! oh!" Felix spoke out of nowhere kind of surprised before Chris could respond to the woman with the needle gun. "You know who answered my story" He had his phone in hand and eyes fixated wide open like some serious damage was done.
"Wow, you have Voldemort in your followers?" Mun said faking shock mocking to what Felix said.
"Not joking Mun" Felix commented still serious.
"Okaaay, what is happening? Mind to fill me in?" She said confused. It was starting to be a constant state of her at this point and she was getting frustrated because of it. And Chris wasn't clearing anything.
"Remember Pearl?" Chris finally spoke. Mun nodded. "Well, she has taken a liking of me" Mun scrunched her eyebrows like a 'what does that have to do with anything?' vibe. And that didn't explain anything AT ALL. Yet again.
"So, she IS Voldemort?" she simply questions in a quiet voice.
"DON'T SAY IT OUT LOUD!" Ania yelled, deviating from her phone.
"Gosh, you too?" Mun said now annoyed.
"Well, yeah. I must input my thoughts" Ania manifested as a matter of fact. Mun rolled her eyes. A throat was cleared loudly to break the nonsense of an argument developing. Everyone turned to the direction the noise came from.
"So, is anyone getting a tattoo today?" the rest looking at each other and lastly at Chris who was still sitting on the designated tattoo chair.
"Uh-" He hesitated, looking at everyone staring at him. "I'm not su-"
"Okay! My turn then" Mun raised her hand at chest level, Chris was taken aback.
"Really?" He reiterated, Mun nodded, this was the impulsive side of her, she initially agreed to accompany Felix to get piercings and, told Chris about it, he mentioned wanting to get a tattoo, some kind of compass so, he added himself to the equation. At the end looked more like a field trip since Ania insisted to go even though she was not getting anything but a motive, in her words, 'see, my baby brothers suffering gives me life, but seeing him cry would give me a reason to live it'. A true poet.
On the other hand, Jisung and Changbin said they were tagging along BUT when Chris texted them letting them know we were at the shop, they cancelled because they were working on something, of course Christopher immediately catches on but left Mun wondering. The next thing she does is text Jisung because Changbin annoyed her even via text. She typed a very extent paragraph, 'Yo, pizza @ Cicero's. 7pm need 2 talk, bring Trashbin'. Yeah...another poet.
"What you gonna get then?" the tattoo artist asked Mun with an idea already in mind.
"A phrase! Baby, a phrase" Mun said rather quickly snapping her fingers several times trying to think of something.
Chris instantly hummed in thought "What kind of-?" He groaned in pain. Ania cut him off by elbowing his abdomen, Ania trying to suppress a mischievous giggle. "What was that for?!" he angrily whispered shout.
"Was preventing you from fooling yourself" Ania responded, and he made a confused face. "She wasn't talking to you, dickhead" She monumentally rolled her eyes.
"Wha-" He started but cut himself off mutating his clueless smile to a realization face, and looked at his feet lowering his cap hiding half of his face with it. 5 seconds later he recovered himself and sighed heavily while uncovering his face.
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FanfictionSlow updates, I apologize in advance🥴 This story is for fun purposes. English is not my first language (Spanish is) About the story: I wanted to write something kinda everyday like life and situations. It's about a female who works in an mk agency...