Tattoo Parlor - OTA - Gentle Tag Aidan
Some newer equipment had appeared. Harry's sketches were looking more realistic with each draft, and the parlor itself seemed a little more welcoming than it had in days past.
He finally settled on one likeness of his beloved owl and began the process of sketching it down to a manageable size. Magic could only be used for so much, after all, and he liked having a different sense of accomplishment.
He eyed one of the few bare spots on the south wall of the front portion of the parlor, different ideas coming to mind. It was oddly relaxing. Perhaps after shift, he'd owl his father for a broom ride or go see Ron.
He finally settled on one likeness of his beloved owl and began the process of sketching it down to a manageable size. Magic could only be used for so much, after all, and he liked having a different sense of accomplishment.
He eyed one of the few bare spots on the south wall of the front portion of the parlor, different ideas coming to mind. It was oddly relaxing. Perhaps after shift, he'd owl his father for a broom ride or go see Ron.