Get a Tattoo/Piercing

From Create Your Own Story

This is the morning you will be yourself. For the longest time you've wanted to get a tattoo, or a piercing. Until now you've been a little iffy on the marking decision. With confidence you look at yourself. Your eyes. Your chest. Your crotch.

A hot shower later you step into the clothes you laid on the bed. A thin t-shirt, jeans that have to be held with a belt, and a wool jacket you voted on after seeing the outside temperature is below freezing.

Through the cold morning air, you drive yourself into what you have decided will be the 'new you'.

The tattoo parlor doubles as a place for, exotic piercing, to put it one way. Out where you live however, it serves better as a place teens use show off their rebellion. It has rented a space tucked into a corner around the side of the street everybody has come across. Hidden well enough to avoid being an eyesore for those who would disapprove, but known throughout the community as the only place to get a marking.

Across the empty morning streets you turn into the lot of the tattoo parlor. 'Tomestone' it reads as a sign. The lettering boarders, loops and black patterns as designs made by the artist.

The time on your phone reads "7:55", a mark on the door does not open the doors until "10:00". "Fuck!" You curse out-loud for the world to hear your frustration. By this point you've gotten out of your car to look inside knowing it is futile. With a sigh and frustration you beep your car 'unlocked'. Just as you get in, the door for the parlor opens.

A woman calls out your name, "