Cell phone/Business line

[needleandink]

Personal:
If you don't know the drill by now, I can't help you.

Go.

Business:
You've reached Siren Cove Ink. I'd answer the phone but then I'd piss off whomever's under the needle. Leave a message or stop by the studio if you can make it before nine.

Comments

[louise_abasi]

"Eh - hi, hello. I'm not much of a morning person so I decided to try this over the phone. Which I'm doing now, of course."

Louise coughed. "I'd like to make an appointment for a consultation, or however it is called with tattoos. I'm considering have a small letter 'm' placed under my left breast and I would like to hear about the possibilities. I can be reached on the following number: 555-378-387, thank you!"

[needleandink]

[Return Call]

"Louise? This is Adrian Smith from Siren Cove Ink. You wanted to set up an appointment?"

[louise_abasi]

"Yes, I do! And I have ..almost three more weeks off, so whenever you can squeeze me in, really. Honestly. I've never done this before so I don't know the customs."

[needleandink]

"Don't worry about it," Adrian laughed in return. "I get a lot of newbies in and wouldn't mind going over the basics with you before we get started, even a few times if you're not quite ready the day you come in. My schedule isn't very full this week, so any time you want to drop by, feel free to do so."

[louise_abasi]

"Thank you for your quick reply, by the way. Maybe I'm a little nervous."

She nodded, rolled her eyes at herself because you can't nod through a telephone. "Thank you, I will do that. Is there anything else I need to do, bring, before my visit?"

[needleandink]

"I would look through websites, graphic designs, different fonts, so you'll have an idea of what you want the letter to look like. I can pull up a few when you get here, but it's better to have an idea at least before you come in. Makes the decision process a little easier if you've looked first."

[louise_abasi]

"I already know that, I just like to know more about the possibilities of white ink. I like the idea of the scar fading away. I'm not saying that I think tattoos are scars, it's just - I'm talking out of perso- sorry."

She was stuttering now. "I will come prepared, I promise."

[annasun]

"Oh, oh hell-" The phone dropped from her hand, a voice hollering in the background at the sound of someone scrambling underneath a desk. "H-hello? Oh, it's um Anna? I- do you want to go out tonight? L-later? I'm going to text you okay. Love you. Bye.

Anna stared at the phone in horror, blushing as she realised what she said before redialling Adrian. "Please d-delete my message, um tonight? Let's go out? O-okay?"

[needleandink]

Adrian replayed the message twice, both of them, grinning wildly the second time through. Because he knew his girl, and knew her well, he didn't call her back.

[Text: Guessing you're at work by the screaming in the background. Some of the message was unclear. Something about tonight?]

[annasun]

Picking her phone up the minute it buzzed, she glanced apprehensively at the screen before sighing with relief. Looking up at her father who glances sternly over her shoulder, she ducked into the break room to text him back.

[txt: Do you want to go out tonight? We could go bowling? If you wanted to, we don't have to if you don't want to.]

[needleandink]

Adrian leaned back in his office chair, still grinning.

[Text: I haven't been bowling in years. No laughing if I gutter it. Deal? Was there something else you said? In that first message?]

[annasun]

Head in her hands, cheeks red she leaned forward to look at his reply. Tugging on the ends of her hair, she considered her reply before shaking her head.

[txt: Deal! We can always raise the bumpers so you can't gutter it. It was]

Anna stared at her phone and closed her eyes.

[it can wait till later. Do you- do you want to come to mine... Afterwards?]

[needleandink]

[Text: No way in hell we're raising the bumpers. You'll just have to restrain yourself. Okay. Tonight then. And yes, I'd love that as long as your father won't shoot me.]

Adrian waited a few minutes, then sent a second.

[Text: Did you mean it?]

[annasun]

Anna smiled, peeking out at where her father stood she looked at him hopefully. Watching him sigh with resignation, she smiled as he caved.

[txt: He won't. If he asks you to go for a walk though, um just don't? I'll have to tidy and no laughing at my room, okay?]

Looking as her phone brought up a message she stared at it for a long time.

[yeah]

[needleandink]

Adrian stared at the last response for a long time.

[Text: See you tonight, darlin girl]

[annasun]

Anna stared at his response for the longest time before returning to her desk. Checking her phone again and again she banged her head against the desk. Why had she said that? Why?!