Aug 2, 2018
Looking up from the schedule on the front desk at the sound of the bell ringing, Ruby recognized the woman immediately. Blonde hair, slender build...Weird energy, visible tattoos. The name escaped her but she knew her from Fitzgerald’s, had seen her playing piano. They hadn’t interacted, she’d tipped her a few times (it was polite and the woman was really good) but she was excited to see a familiar face. Especially of someone who already had so much art done. “Hi, can I help you?” She asked with a smile, rising from the computer chair behind the desk. “I hope so because I’ve seen you around and I have totally stared at what ink you already have.” @allglasseverything