Mar 31, 2020
@ragtagrunaways
The tattoo shop was closed on Sundays, which meant that Saturday nights were reserved for Rian to peruse the bar next door. He wasn’t as heavy of a drinker as he used to be, but a beer here and there didn’t do any harm. If he was lucky, he’d meet someone handsome and take them home for the night.
Rian smiled as he caught the man a few seats away from him steal another glance. “You gonna keep staring or do you wanna buy me a beer?”