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Hope you like it, enjoy! P.s. I have no idea who this is but she's cute and a tattoo artist.
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The bell above the door dinged and laughter filtered through the door as the group walked in, all looking barely even legal to get a tattoo.
"Hello ladies, do you have an appointment, or do you just wanna look around?" Their heads turn towards the girl in the middle, waiting and expecting her to say something, but she doesn't causing some to shake their heads and the others to laugh.
"Our friend is a chicken-"
"No I'm not!"
"-and she wants a tattoo, but she's nervous and still doesn't know what she wants. Procrastinator." Y/n glared at her friend, but doesn't get to reply when a woman walks out from the back, telling the lady at the desk, she'll handle it.
"Well, tattoos hurt... especially at certain places. Ribs is a big no spot though." She tells them, Y/n paling a bit, but doesn't say no or anything.
"Uh, w-wrist?" Ryan hums and shrugs her shoulders.
"For some, it hurts. First, how about we decide what you want?"
"A dick!" The group dissolves in giggles, Y/n rolling her eyes as she hides her face. Her friends were so fucken immature. Ryan chuckles and shakes her head.
"Are you ladies even old enough to be inside a tattoo shop?" Ryan raises her eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips, as the girls giggle and blush. Thalia smirks as she walks up to the table and leans on it, sending the tattoo artist a wink.
"How old do we look?" She replies with a purr, Y/n rolling her eyes as she looks through a binder with tattoos in them.
"Mm, that's a question that could get me in a lot of trouble."
"Good answer." Thalia winks before standing up, popping her chest out a bit, which causes Ryan to chuckle.
"Surprise your boyfriends or girlfriends didn't come with you." Y/n snorts as she shakes her head.
"Their boyfriends are all wimps even though they're all rich. Thalia's boyfriend got hit in the arm with a football and almost sued the kid."
"That kid was a linebacker!"
"He was ten!" Thalia smirks and waves her hand. "And it wasn't even that hard. I've gotten hit worse." Y/n freezes when she says the last part, but quickly relaxes and grabs the binder, showing the artist what she wants.
"That tiny thing!?" Thalia screeches, giving Y/n an incredulous look.
"It's cute." Ryan speaks up, sending Y/n a soft smile as she nods her head.
