dammit indi


Bastille // Shame

Open Tattoo

Stiles was nervous. It was his first time in the tattoo parlor, any to be honest, and he didn’t exactly have a good rep with needles. Nevertheless, he wanted this tattoo and he had booked the appointment. 

“Uh, hello?” He called out, breathing deeply as he tried to calm his nerves.”I’m here for the one-thirty appointment?”