스타트! ⤵ 에 대한: @kkoktuu
SHE HAD the route memorized. At this point, no matter where she had started from, Koemi could always navigate her way to the little tattoo parlor her beloved owned. With thick sunglasses across her eyes, a dark face mask masking the rest, she was lucky that when she hid her features so well, she looked more like someone with a cold, than someone with nearly 10 years of idol work under their belt. While any other day, the girl wouldn’t mind too much if a fan or two had flagged her town, it was only a little different today. Today was her birthday, and she was just a slight bit selfish.
Slender fingers curled to hook hair behind an ear, glancing passed the dark lenses masking her eyes once spying the familiar doors and decoratives of the parlor. She didn’t come too often, usually being good about disturbing him in his work. One day couldn’t hurt, right ? It was with that mentality that she fixed the strap of her bag, flattening the brown materials against her shoulder, before nudging the door open with her side.
She called a polite greeting as she stepped in, tugging the mask down to her chin, and taking the sunglasses off. She knew just about everyone here, at least their names. She could admit she wasn’t too close to everyone, and some were more strangers than others, but that was for another time. Dark hues glanced around until locking on the familiar head of dark hair, in the same spot he was most of the times she visited----hunched over his desk. With a smile painting red gradient lips, she took gentle steps closer. Frail fingers graced to his shoulder---the first sign to let him know of her presence---and she slouched just enough to place a tender kiss to the top of his had.
“Aaron,” she cooed. “Are you too busy, love ? Let me take you away for a little bit.”