you opened the door, the little bell letting out a quiet shriek as the door opened and shut. Han looked up from his paper you walked up to the counter You: Uh.. Appointment for (Y/N)? Han: Ah.. Right.. he looked down at the paper Han: (Y/N+Last Name)? You: Yes.. That's me he nodded, standing up Han: Come here and take a seat, please he said with a polite smile on his face, surprisingly cute to be a tattoo artist when you sat down, he asked Han: So.. What tattoo are you wanting?
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