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Stacey Rivera (pinkyink) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Stacey didn't bother trying to hold back her laughter at that, her head thrown back slightly. "Trust me, I get it. I can guarantee that everything you're thinking right now has passed through my mind at least once or twice," she commiserated.

She nodded when Charlie made the decision to eat his snack, saying, "Good call. It never hurts to have some extra nutrients when losing some blood, even though it's not that much." Smiling at his actions, glad to see that he was having a good response to the ink and the process as a whole.

Rather than rush him into getting back under the needle, Stacey asked, "So how's business over at the club?" Her first year after opening the shop had been stressful, when she's been constantly worried that she'd made a terrible mistake and the concept of the parlor was going to come crashing down around her ears. Nowadays she was a little more even-keeled, but it was always nice to talk to someone who understood the ups and downs and ins and outs of everything that came with owning a business.