Match Maker

My alarm started blaring. Ugh I did not want to work today. I always told myself I should quit and sell the shop because my parents left me a huge inheritance but I couldn't bring myself to. I loved tattooing too much. Plus it was an excuse to get out of the house. I think if I didn't have my shop I would never get out of bed.

I got up lazily and got myself dressed. It was my shop I worked at so I could be slightly late if I wanted. I only do walk ins the first couple hours I'm late most of the time because of that reason.


I made myself some coffee and ran a brush (kind of) through my shaggy white hair. I threw on some eyeliner around my emerald green eyes and put on blood red lipstick. I needed to look good. I was recently single from a terrible relationship so why not make myself pretty to feel good. I needed the confidence boost that came from getting all dolled up anyways. That relationship tore me apart in ways I couldn't even describe.

I heard my phone buzz on the way into work, "Talk to me baby doll."

"Not funny Z, where are you?" It was morgan my best friend and partner in crime, and the appointment booker and call taker at my shop.

"I'm coming I'm coming, why? I'm always a little late." I asked a little annoyed.

"You're never going to believe who is here and is requesting to have work done by you." She sounded like a giddy school girl and I could hear muffled yelling in the background.

I couldn't make out who is was screaming through the phone. I heard morgan yell at them to "tone it down" and "quit acting like animals". This was bugging me I had to ask.

"Who?"

"Not telling you Z, hurry up and get here and find out, if they don't destroy everything by then" And with a giggle she hung up.

That was odd. I was starting to worry about who was in my shop. I didn't know if I should be happy or worried. I chose worried.

I raced to my shop and busted into the door a little panicked at this point, "So who's here morgan?"

"Go into your booth and see" she giggled, obviously there was something so funny that I wasn't in on.

"This isn't the time for games morg-Oh my god."

I guess worried was the wrong way to go.

Notes

I'm stuck on my other one but here is a different story that i like a lot more than my first one!

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