@empaethe
“Hey man, nice tats.” IT’S SAID WITH a smile, his own on display, winding down his left arm from shoulder to hand, the other already showing signs, an outline appearing there, all written in greek, in the style of ancient greek pottery. All the Vallas siblings had tattoos, it was practically a requirement ( as well as you know --- being related to one another ) and they all differed while often having the same theme --- the ocean. If no one else would remember their parents --- they would. A wide smile at the other as he quickly and efficiently places his long hair in a ponytail, out of his face. His beard however, was another story. It was frankly quite a mess and was in dire need of a trim. He’d get to that later. This was more important in his eyes.
“Where did you get them done? My usual place is back in Florida, so I need a new place to go to, but I want it to be a good place. None of that low quality cheap shit.”