Today Alix came in with a smile.
"Sup Al," I smiled.
She chuckled," you already have a nickname for me and you just learned my name a week ago."
I laughed along with her and leaned back in my chair," what are you getting today?"
Instead of taking out her phone, she took out a peice of paper and handed it to me.
"Did you draw this?" the paper had a beautiful flower drawn on it.
"Oh! No, my friend did," Alix then gave me her right arm again and pointed to the spot next to her sparrow tattoo," right here please."
"Of course," I picked up my tattooing gun and started.
When I was halfway through the tattoo, I asked her the same question I did last week," why are you getting this tattoo?"
"Because my friend who drew this is in the hospital and I'm going to show it to him when he gets out," Alix smiled again," and if you were wondering, my friends in the hospital because he fell down a flight of stairs."
"How'd he do that?" I asked laughing.
"His feet are so big that he trips over them sometimes."
I finshed the tattoo and sat back up, admiring my work.
"Thanks for the tattoo Zayn," Alix stood up.
"Thanks for being my canvas," I smirked at her. And she left shaking her head
