#ofeileen

[bezeniths]

carousel of life ft. @ofeileen

some might have thought it was a silly idea; getting tattooed directly before a busy public event was an invitation for bacteria, but zurie knew eileen was an utmost professional and would take great care of her. the piece she already had, an abstract cloud of stars on her back, had been done quite long ago. she didn't quite remember how bad it had hurt or the precautions that needed to be taken afterward to protect the art and the health of the person getting the ink. she was worry-free, though, considering she was in good hands.

strolling up to barracuda inc elicited a smile from zurie, as she always enjoyed dropping by the mall's tattoo shop. she had a few friends who worked there, so no matter what time of day she visited, there seemed to always be someone friendly to talk to there. zurie had a habit of visiting all the mall stores pretty frequently, just to chat with fellow employees and customers, so she was well aware of who her favorites were by now. eileen was at the top of her own list, they were so joined at the hip, to be honest.

as she happily approached her friend, she beamed and waved. "i hope i'm not dropping by at a bad time," she remarked, hoping eileen wasn't in the middle of anything important. "i'm more than happy to wait if so~! i just wanted to tell you i figured out what ink i wanted! i wanted to go with something carnival-themed, so i was thinking an abstract sort of carousel? in your style, it would be amazing, i think! it wouldn't be too big, 'cause i don't wanna keep you here all night," zurie giggled and took a seat in a nearby chair, swinging her legs energetically. "right here, maybe?" she added, encircling her upper right arm. "what do you think?" she inquired, wanting eileen's expertise before she committed to anything.

[bbiwon]

he slouches against the sofa inside the studio with a deep sigh, appearing defeated, deflated. his head cants to side, and though he's looking in the general direction of where eileen is, he looks through her. somewhere to the distance, beyond the bare-brick of their interior wall and the current, sketch ideas of the week duck-taped atop it. his stare: empty, insofar an onlooker would think that there's something grave that happened to him this morning, which caused all his ships to sink.

the reality is more along the lines that he's realized that even his social battery can run itself dry; especially after hours of quick flashes and subsequent explanations that no, you shouldn't be drinking anything alcoholic the moment you walk out into the mall hallways and that no, the even if it looks so tempting, you really shouldn't peel the plastic right away, even if the ink is just a single word, or just a little moon.

"you think the exit to rooftop's open?" jaewon voices his idea the exact same moment that it it manifests within his mind, putting a tinge of manifestation into the universe by doing so. surely, with the commotion, security would be more concerned with keeping the visitors in check, with safety and precaution around the amusement rides. and with the a lot more luck, his question would have a positive answer. "we can grab burgers and something to drink. i think my head is going to explode. shit."

with it (and some exaggeration), he drags his hands down his face. groans, too, just to make sure she really gets the extent of his woes.

a pause.

"the most i'll do is bumper cars, by the way. don't even think of the pang-pang."

@ofeileen