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Maverick and Rocket filed in after hiainst the displayHis brothers had tagged along despite knowing howhated an audience for this

Every year on his wife and child’s birthdays, which just happened to be only three days apart, Jig added to a tattoo on his thigh Without fail, it put him in a shitty mood, and his brothers damn well knew it But they couldn’t just leave hi noses in his shit and follow hi stupid”

Every damn year

Assholes

“Hey, Jig,” Rip called out “Lemme talk to you for a second” He stepped from behind the privacy curtain pulled around his customer To say the shop was simple would be a ridiculous understatement Inked was about as no-frills as it came, with two tattoo stations, a reception desk, a second-hand couch, and a few sketches on the wall Rip didn’t give a shit about the décor or aood ink and had the reputation to prove it

“What’s up, Rip?” Jig asked after Rip waddled his large frame cross the shop

“Hey, I’ about forty-fivea sheepish half smile

Froether “Woohoo, does this ets to have his face inked on you?”

Not one to findsnorted Rip was a bit of a psycho when it came to lateness Threatened to tattoo his face on a client if they were late to their appointment He’d done it before, too, the bastard That was the reason Jig never let hi he needed was Rip’s uglyon his ass cheek

“I really aray hair and shifted uncoly flustered, which wasn’t him

“Everything good?” Jig asked

Rip lowered his voice “Yeah, just had this broad coo Breast cancer survivor who recently had soery Wanted me to ink nipples on her Soo to anyone else”

“Well, fuck me, Rip,” Mav said “Why didn’t you start with that? Now I feel like an ass for ragging on you”

With a shrug, Rip swiped the back of his hand across his forehead “Shit, I’uys This is a lot of pressure”