Today Alix came in with a guy. He had a broken arm and a broken leg, both in a cast.
"I'm guessing this is your friend," I chuckled slightly.
The broken guy (haha) laughed too," Alix told you about me falling down a flight of stairs?"
I nodded smiling," I'll have you know that there was water at the top of the stairs and-"
"Excuses, excuses Harry," Alix got into the chair and tapped her foot.
"Ready?" I asked her and she nodded. She showed me a picture of an arrow.
"I want it under the wishbone," she tapped the spot.
"Any particular reason?" I asked while drawing the tattoo.
She thought about it for a second then answered," I've did the hard work, now all I have to do is just show the people what I've got."
"Like aiming the arrow wright in the bull's eye?"
"Exactly."
I finished up the tattoo and started to clean off the tattoo gun when Alix said something," what did you say?"
"Oh, I just wanted to ask you..." She paused for a second and Harry nudged her with his crutches," I wanted to ask you if you did any, like, art. Because there's an art show and-"
"Yeah, yeah I do," I answered and she sighed and smiled," so you're saying I can show my art?"
"Yeah! And people will buy it and stuff," she nodded," it's this Sunday."
Today was Tuesday. I thought about it," sure, I'd love to."
"Great," Alix then gave me the information and I thanked her.
"Bye Alix and Harry," I called after them.
"Bye Zayn!" They called back.
