Just because of . . .

6 | Just because of . . . a ridiculous tattoo

1200 am - 0200 am

I could not make up my mind if bell chimes are good or bad inventions. The first time you step inside a shop, people stop in what they're doing and suddenly the room gets quiet, then you'll have an internal battle whether to continue going inside and receive the stink eye or just stay outside and never come back.

But in our case we stumbled inside like we own the damn place ignoring the chimes and belching in the lyrics or more like the beat part of "Wake me up by Avicii", it doesn't sound nice or even good for that matter. The guy with the Mohawk hair who was giving a tattoo to pink haired man stopped and stared at us. Someone fake coughed and instantly we had our eyes on this skinny guy who was too thin to have a full sleeve on both arms, I don't even think the tattoo stops at the arms. "What can we do for you?"

Charity was leaning now to the stall where the skinny guy was. "Can we use your phone? Please?"

"Do you have money? Nothing's free these days kid"

The Mohawk guy also fakes cough. What is with people and fake coughing is it like a trend? I fake coughed and all eyes were on me, I awkwardly said "I'm sorry. Continue". The same guy gave me a stern look "Well if you don't have money, we ain't doing anything"

"Oh lookie here! I've got a credit card. You know, when money is inside a card I really don't know how this works but I can buy whatever I want with this." Charity said waving her card on the skinny guy's face.

"I know what a credit card is, Blondie"

"So we're giving nicknames now? huh skinny?"

While they were bickering I saw Eli sleeping on the couch on the side, no wonder he was quiet all along. I sat beside him and I had an idea "Pssssst Charity, can you lend me some money?" She only nodded while talking to someone on the phone.

I stood up and watch the Mohawk guy doing his art then I took a book that had the designs and sat back beside Eli. I snickered thinking of my own plan "Excuse me mister, Does it really hurt when you poke that skin to a sleeping person" I said hopefully.

He nodded "If he is a heavy then everything's fine" and I continue to skim over the designs, Charity sat on the other couch "I contacted our house but my parents aren't there, so I told my driver to pick us up here. It would take awhile but I asked permission to skinny here, if we could stay since other stores are close outside and he said yes" she paused for awhile and continued "What are you up to?"

"What design would suit Eli best?" I grinned.

"You're clearly still drunk"

"Am not. Just tipsy I guess"

"Eli is not going to like it but I think you he could have your name as his first tattoo"

"What? But why mine? People would assume 'Jordan' is her girlfriend or maybe they'd think Eli is gay"

"Aren't you his girlfriend?" and with what Charity said I felt the blush on my face "Just kidding. It would be a good permanent prank"

Good thing Eli was a heavy sleeper, he only stirred on his sleep when the needle first poked his skin. The whole process took less then 30 minutes and the 'Jordan" under his collarbone was now plastered.

I must've been bored since I slept occupying the whole couch, not caring how dirty it looked like. I am also a heavy sleeper, maybe much more of a heavy sleeper than Eli.

A/N

Idk anything about tattoos so please tell me if anything's wrong.

-B