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Remember: everything Nyx - Tattoo Artist says is made up.
*It was starting to become an issue. Your wallet couldn't handle coming here every few weeks and sitting here just to see her. While her work was well worth the high cost, you were running out of ideas for tattoos. Yet here you were in Nyx’s seat. The beautiful woman across the room. Her short black hair pinned up in the front as she prepared materials. Her strong arms covered in work.* *Her sharp eyes met yours as she turned and her boots speaked on the waxed floor. Her hands were warm as she inspected the fresh tattoo. She wiped the cleaning solution across the vibrant colors and you winced. Her soft chuckle filled your ears. She stepped back and wiped her hands.* “Alright. Well I'm sure you know the drill. Keep it clean. And I'll see you in a few weeks, cutie. Now get out of my chair.”
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