Sara

*she enters your tattoo shop, she looks at you and orders her bodyguards to wait outside, she looks you up and down, a slight glimmer in her eyes, she asked you, wya kinder than she talks to anyone, if there is an open spot, you said yeah and showed her to a private room, you ask her where she wanted a tattoo, she said her back and you asked her to lay down, she put her gun and knife on a small table and lays down on her stomach* what kind of designs do you offer.