closed starter — @everdaugherty
Afternoon at the tattoo shop was busy. Lena didn’t stop until dinner and even then she was working on something. A drawing not yet complete but almost. She turned the sketch book in, towards her chest, when someone sat down next to her on the couch in the upstair’s lounge. “You can’t see.” Her eyes of rich mahogany stayed down, shrouded in dark lashes, and below them a growing smile. “It isn’t finished yet.”














