Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Your Outfit Is Super Hot

Brianna

The area around Bizzyaski Ink was busy, when we were caught up in traffic down the street, I decided to walk the rest of the way.

“Thanks, David.” I waved at him before walking the sidewalk.

This area has all designer boutiques, fancy chain stores and galleries. They have cobblestone streets and the whole area is an atmospheric backdrop for fashionable crowds. I fit right in. There were also a lot of high end restaurants and nightlife spots, I wouldn't normally have the money for any of it but Bryce had given me some money or rather he left it on the counter, sending me a text and letting me know he wanted me to have it for lunch and other necessities today. I am not used to this yet, I don't like taking from others but this is my big brother and apparently he can very much afford it. I want to be just as comfortable with money, I would love to shop and buy myself nice things to fit in with this area I seem to be living in now.

Technically, Bryce missed my birthday this year, maybe I will make him buy me an actual designer bag of my own choice as a belated gift. But I feel bad asking that of him, he has already gotten an apartment for us and he is paying the rent entirely on his own. Maybe Zaveri and Sandra know more about what my brother does for work, maybe that is what I should start snooping first.

When I got to the tattoo shop's front door, I could see there were a few people inside. This city is a huge place and I can't see them ever not having clients. Part of my job will be to book appointments for the tattoo artists I am meant to meet today, I was told aside from Zaveri and Sandra, there were three other artists. I am excited yet nervous to talk to everyone. I am hoping to make friends. The place has a very clean look because of its whitewash color scheme that I liked a lot. It was trendy, yet the vintage seating in the front area gave it class and unique style. Sitting on one sofa was a woman skimming through a look book of tattoo ideas, she didn't acknowledge me when I entered but beyond the half walls were the tattoo artists including Zaveri who was the only person I recognized.

“Good afternoon,” I greeted, walking past the front of the tattoo chairs.

Zaveri muttered something to the guy in his chair, placing the tattoo gun down and removing his black gloves to walk over to me.

“Hey, Brianna. Good to see you again.” He came and gave my shoulder a friendly squeeze.

“I am going to have you at the counter for now, Sandra doesn't have any clients so she will walk you through things. I will grab her from the back.” He said before walking off

He was in his fitted t-shirt so his ink is very noticeable today. He is a trendy guy with his long top haircut and nose piercing. Although he is not drop dead gorgeous like Callan but he is definitely attractive and it appears to everyone who works here is. I had caught a glance with another tattoo artist, though he was currently working on someone.

“Hey, I am Ethan. I will introduce myself in a little bit.” He said and he seemed to be tattooing inside this girl's ring finger. I couldn't see the design, I just waved at him and allowed him to continue his work.

When Sandra came out of the backroom, she was in a crop tank top which showed a ton of her tattoos, the ones on her arm sleeve and her neck tattoo that I saw yesterday. I didn't know how she pulled that off but she really does.

“Hey girlie.” She waved me to the counter with its register and look book on the end. She pulled a laptop out and placed it in front of us.

“Okay, your outfit is super hot.” She smiled and checked me out and when I thanked her, she turned and pulled something up on the computer screen.

“This is the system we use for session booking, you will see the different artists and when you pull them up, you will see their schedule and availability.” She started explaining.

“Each of us has a tattoo specialist aside from our general knowledge. Let's say someone doesn't request a specific artist and just wants something done by anyone. If it was something like an abstract tattoo, that is my brother's speciality and you will more likely book him for that type of work. Get it?” She asked and I nodded.

“Can I get down a note with your specialist so I remember? I am not entirely familiar with the different kinds.” I muttered.

“Why not,” she bent down to a drawer and pulled out a little pocket sized notebook and pen.

“We all do transition and neo-traditional styles. Zaveri is abstract like I said and realism. I also do abstract but I do stencil work too, you will meet Kate, she does a lot of illustrative tattoos. Ethan does line contour and line sketching. Am I overwhelming you?” She laughed when she saw me jot things down at a mile a minute.

“No, I worked in fashion and details are my specialty. I always have to do a ton of stuff at once, so I am good at it.” I waved her off and she seemed impressed.

“Fashion, huh? I can see that.” She looked me up and down.

The first to be available was Jose who I assume was a guy by the name but was actually a girl. Josephine, she was beautiful, around face with light freckles, modest lips and a cute low bridge nose. Her hair was medium length and tousled over her face like and she ran her fingers through it to move it back.

“I am Josephine, I heard about you already. Welcome to the family.” She smiled.

In chatting with her, I learned the meaning of her name and it was so adorable.

“What makes you get into japanese and portrait style tattooing. Sounds like a lot of detailing?” I asked, I wondered why such a specific and unique style out of everyone's specialties.

“I just have an appreciation for it.” She shrugged and showed me a few pictures of her work and I was thoroughly impressed.

“How long have you been tattooing people?” She chuckled.

“Well, I used to practice with my friends in my old garage, I bought a tattoo gun online when I started to become interested in it. But professionally, I have been working for six years or more.” She rolled her eyes up to the ceiling to think back.

I found out Zaveri and his twin sister are twenty-seven years old, Josephine twenty-six. I am yet to meet Kate but I will in time. Since Sandra was still lingering with us at the counter, I decided to ask how she opened a shop at a young age. It was unbelievable, I couldn't pull that off.