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âDonât make me make you walk in a straight line first,â Andie groaned as yet another person approached where she was set up with her tattoo gun. Sheâd been convinced by some others to set up a stand and tattoo people at the afterparty to promote her tattoo parlor, but she was getting more drunk requests than she wouldâve enjoyed. âWhat exactly were you hoping to get done today? And before you mention itâ no I will not tattoo your ass.â
âI mean you can if you want, but given Iâve only had two beers itâd be my lack of coordination that would throw me off, not the alcohol.â Dante explained to the other, pushing his hands into his pockets as he overlooked the others work station. âWasnât going to ask for an ass tattoo, I actually wasnât going to ask for anything-... right now. Just thought I would come and see some of your work and if you were in the mood for chaos, maybe help with some design ideas for people who are too drunk to know what theyâre getting tattooed on their bodies.â






