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Anyone else? I have ...
Troy Sibily, an asshole Worlock
Anna Remington, a shy but kind mermaid
Hunter Landon, a friendly werewolf

Looking up from her phone, Elizabeth found the address of the building that another student had texted her. It didn’t look as bad as she thought it would, since most tattoo shops were a bit old and worn out. Pleased, she stuffed her phone in the back pocket of her jeans and headed inside.
The girl was dressed in all black, with black boots, black ripped up jeans, and a black hoodie. Because of that, her fire colored hair and light blue eyes stood out. Sometimes it was to make her hair stand out, the way she dressed, and other times it was because she liked the color black. This time was because of the later. With her eyes scanning the shop, Isabella made her way to the front of the shop where she hoped she would find someone. She kept cool, wanting to come of as if she was doing something perfectly normal, where in reality she was a bit nervous because this was her first tattoo.


that’s what I had in mind lol. Maybe I could even make a tattoo shop thread that he would be working at? And she could come in?


Anyone? I have ...
Troy Sibily, an asshole Worlock
Elizabeth Asher, a stubborn sarcastic fire bender
Anna Remington, a shy but kind mermaid
Hunter Landon, a friendly werewolf

Ian just gripped his supplies tighter and faced forward as he walked down the hall. With Minhyuk flirting and acting the way he did, he really wanted to beat some sense into him. But he had to think of himself and that meant giving up on the guy so he wouldn’t expose himself. He just bit the inside of his cheeks to keep his mouth shut, all the while feeling his fangs throb.
Once they returned to their class, and got a few weird looks from both the students and the teacher for taking so long, Ian made his way to the back where his seat was. He took a seat in his chair and set what he held on the table. Damn it. We still have to work together, Ian thought. But his fangs were still out and he couldn’t speak anytime soon. He stole a glance at his partner, hoping that maybe the guy would just know to not bother him anymore.