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[11 Jul 2008|09:00pm] |
Who: Miles, Open
When: Lunch
Where: Blood, Ink, & Pain
What: Miles has some down time in the shop
"Keep that bandage on for at least two hours, avoid soaking it, blah, blah, you know the drill," Miles told his latest customer as they walked together to the front of the store. The tat was pretty fucking sweet, if Miles said so himself. It was a sleeve depicting several mythical stories pertinent to the client's life thus far, done in the style of the place of origin of the myth. The guy was a regular. Miles had done his back a few years ago, and done his wife's Christina piercing.
He grabbed one of his after-care sheets and a bottle of TattooGoo, presenting them to his customer in a neat little BI&P bag. "You can come back when that's healed and we'll start adding in the colors." Looking around the waiting room, Miles didn't see anyone else waiting. Hm. After saying goodbye again, he sat on one of the couches, propping his feet up and turning on the TV. Might as well make good use of the time. And he was, until the bell over the door jingled, indicating a guest.
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