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“Yeah…knowing how to draw is part of tattooing.” Cam giggled. “If you just want to use the gun, I can draw something up and let you tattoo over it. Plus, I can just teach you about everything.”
“Yeah we can do that!” He smiled, full of excitement. “You’re not gonna make me tattoo onto a live person, right? I might be so nervous if i have to do that.”
“Oh I feel ya’… I’ve watched so many cooking shows I feel like I’m ready to be in masterchef, but then again reality doesn’t always match expectation. So I guess it’s safe to assume that you’re not a tattoo artist? “
“Unfortunately, I’m not. I wish I was though, I think it’s such a badass job - let alone you could probably get free tattoos from coworkers whenever you wanted. I work on a food truck instead.”
“I thought you would tell me something like ‘I want to get all the tattoos in the world now’ and definitely not that you want to become one of them. That is clearly something new.”
“Only because I don’t think I would be able to pull off being covered in tattoos nor do I think I can handle all of that pain.”
“Unless you have a good talent for it, and know how to sketch out good designs you should be good if you wanted to become a tattoo artist. I just recently got a tattoo and it’s pretty badass, unless you want to judge since you are the Ink Master” Noel joked with the guy
“Oh, snap. What did you get? I’ve always wanted a tattoo but every time I think of something I want I always figure out a way to talk myself out of it.” He shrugged, rolling his eyes at his own comment. “Almost went and got one of those $13 tattoos on Friday the 13th last year.”n
I’m not taking you so you can stalk the poor girl.
Oh, please. I would never stalk her.. Just show her that I’m her one true love and then she can write as many songs about me as she wants.
“I’ve never even heard of that!” Imogen admitted with raised brows, intrigued by what the young man was talking about. “It sounds cool - though if the person says no then it must be pretty awkward.” She laughed, “True - but the point is, i had no idea how to respond to him since I’ve never been in the situation… Then again, I guess if someone surprises me with a proposal, I won’t know, huh?” Imogen furrowed her brows at him, “That’s horrible! High school was pretty brutal with that stuff but I bet the girl’s new relationship didn’t last long huh? What about now? You could be spontaneous and ask someone random.” She teased.
“Really?! It’s on the rage now. Just go onto YouTube and watch the hundreds of videos of it.” He explained. “If I ever propose that’s definitely how I would do it. I’m not too big on the right time or right place though.” He shrugged as he explained his reasoning. “You’re very right - it didn’t last long and it was a brutal breakup which I did laugh every second of it.” He laughed lightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I could but I like to at least know the person before I asked them because what if I asked out someone who was a complete bore?”
“I would be very impressed if you could even find someone to try and give a tattoo to.” Ava laughed softly.
“You should totally let me tattoo you. It’ll be something small, promise.”
So much happening in the next few weeks. Work is keeping me busy. The Superbowl is this weekend and I’m spending my birthday weekend in L.A for the Grammys.
You’re going to the Grammys? Please take me with you so I can meet my future wife Taylor Swift.
“Just based off of that then you definitely need to leave it to the pros. If you want a tattoo then I know someone you could talk to, babe.”
“I would never tattoo myself. Like, I think I can handle the pain of getting it done but if I’m doing it myself, I know that I would be a bitch about it. What’s heir name? Are they good?”
“Yeah, it doesn’t sound like the best idea since your work would probably end up on that Bad Ink show and honestly anyone who ends up on that show just be embarrassed.” Brighton chuckled. “But I totally understand you, I get the same way with all those cooking and DIY show.”
“Oh, I’ve only watched that show once or twice but those people have to be idiots to even consider getting some of those tattoos onto them.” He laughed softly, nodding his head in agreement, feeling relieved that someone else felt the same at times. “The only cooking shows I’ve ever watched is Kitchen Nightmares and I blame that show for my fear of eating out at an actual restaurant now. Now he has this new show that is all about bad hotels and I’m afraid to watch. ”
“Being a tattoo artist is harder than it looks, trust me. If you want to come by the shop sometime I’d be willing to give you a lesson, though. If it’s something you’re really curious about.”
“Do I have to know how to draw? I read online that some artists only do stencils -- and there was Tyler who was on Ink Masters who did stencils and he was good so I’m not sure. Anyways, hell yeah I’d love to stop by and learn a little bit.”
“That’s how I felt after watching four seasons of Grey’s Anatomy in a week but I’m pretty sure I’m the last person who should be practicing medicine on anyone” Frankie laughed softly. “You could just be the pretty face that lures people into the tattoo shop though, I’m sure they’d do excellent business then.”
“I think you could make a great doctor.” He laughed, sarcastically. “Is it bad that I actually answered an ad to be a shop keeper but unfortunately it wasn’t a paying position. It’s a shame, though. I could be like the shirtless guys who stand in front of Abercrombie to pull people in it.”
"For the past few days, I’ve been watching so many episodes of both Bad Ink and Ink Master on Netflix, that I feel like I could become a tattoo artist just from the skills I’ve acquired by binge watching it. But at the same time I feel like anyone that I ended up tattooing would run out of the shop crying or threatening to sue me. So maybe it’s not the best idea after all."
You know what’s funny? I’ve been doing this for years now and yet I still feel like I have no idea what to pack when it comes to leaving home for a month and pretty much needing to prepare for all seasons. I swear, I’m going insane with the days getting closer—but anyways, are you coming to my party this weekend?
Honestly, I would just pack for both winter and summer. You never know how the weather might be - no matter what that groundhog predicted. Party? Uh, I don’t know yet. Didn’t know there was a party to begin with.
“I ran into a really nice man who is planning on proposing to his partner on valentine’s day and he asked my advice on how I’d want to be proposed to.” Imogen laughed, shaking her head, “I don’t even know the last time I had a valentine and I still get nervous when I go on a date so… I may have said something like - ‘it doesn’t matter how love prevails all’ all that corny stuff but he seemed to like it at least.”
Calvin laughed lightly, shaking his head. “You should’ve told him about that new camera in the box thing everyone is doing! You know, it captures the look on their partner’s face the moment it happens - pretty cool, I might add.” He grinned, shrugging his shoulders. “I think everyone still gets nervous on dates and if not, they’re lying. But anyways, I think the last time I had a legit valentine was in high school and I went too all out for someone who dumped me for my best mate at the time.” He shook his head, “Ah, those were the days.”
Considering the time of the year, it was pretty nice outside. Chase was given an extended break from work since his next task was to take notes during a briefing his boss had. And that wasn’t until a few hours. So, the man took the opportunity to wander around Denver, learning it a bit more. While he was wandering, he swung by a local Starbucks and got himself a coffee then continued on his way. He was minding his own business when someone suddenly ran into him, knocking his fresh coffee to the floor. Chase stumbled backwards from the collision and stared down to the drink, “Thanks for that!” He called out to the person, “I didn’t want that anyways!” Chase shook his head and sighed, What a waste of three dollars.
Like always, Calvin was running late to class. Even if he planned out his time perfectly so he would have a hour to get ready, he always found himself fumbling with which shirt to wear and it always made him late. But considering the day, he couldn’t be late. Not when one of the first tests of the semester was about to happen within the next forty minutes. He was walking fast, not particularly paying attention to the people on the streets instead he was glued to his cellphone. That was, until he ran right into an older male and suddenly hearing the sound of a drink crash onto the floor. “Shit -- I’m so sorry.” He pleaded, rubbing the back of his neck as his face showed so much embarrassment. “It’s my fault - I’m an idiot.” He reached for his wallet out of his back pocket, rummaging through the cash within it, “Five dollars should cover it, yeah?” He asked, handing out the crisp bill to the other.
