zain harquim ballard
Hades
Caught like a fly in a web of your lies, it's truth be told now or you'll meet your demise.[RS:6=e'e
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Post by zain harquim ballard on Jan 6, 2013 8:30:45 GMT -5
Music blared from the speakers, and should have been dimming the sound of buzzing tattoo guns if somebody were here playing chaperone. But seeing as Zain had opened the parlor alone today, still nursing a hang over from the night before and a busted lip from his sister, he was far from working.
The shop was open, everything set up, but he had only made it halfway through the outline on today's first customer and already he had the guy stradled on the table, lip locked with fingers in the male's hair.
Honestly, Zain could care less who saw, because he knew he could scare most pwople into keeping their mouths shut. Except for maybe a few of the bold employees.
Currently, there were none, and Zain really had no intentions of worrying himself over it.
He was down to unbuttoned skinny jeans, as was the other, when the bell on the door rang, signaling someone had opened it.
Zain groaned in agitation, lifting his head to search out the culprit interupting his...tattoo session.
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