I'm No Angel Baby

“No, not yet.” She shrugged, grinning a little. “I definitely want one or more someday though. Maybe right here?” She murmured, pointing to the side of her rips. 

“Mhm. Thatd be nice.” He said, checking her out and not hiding it all.

”Oh…” Ellis murmured quietly as Dante took his shirt off, unable to stop herself from staring maybe a little too long at his chest and tattoos. “U-um, yeah, they’re great. Really nice. Yes.”

He smirked a bit. “Do you have any?”

Really? That’s cool. Do you have any of your own?

I’m a model. Or I’m trying to be. But isn’t everyone these days? What about you? 

Right. Tattoo artist.

“Really? Too busy for me?”

“I guess not. You’re worth my time.”

You can go and sit in the exact same type of chair over there.

You’re being a really rude emploee right now.

I’m Ellis. And my brother is Oliver Hart. I’m not sure if you’ve met him but he’s kind of short and a bit of an asshole. 

[shrugs] Who knows.Anyways what do you do?

Thank god. Anyway, without sounding rude… Who are you? I only just got here so I don’t really know anyone apart from my brother. 

Dante. Whos your brother?

What? Do I have food on my face again? This always happens to me.

No you’re good love.

Um, I mean, I don’t think so? With the weather I might be, I guess. I don’t know. 

Fascinating. However, I need to do my job and clean this area. Can you go and be ‘busy’ over there?

But I’m sitting here.

“Does it look like its taken?”

It’s not that I don’t like the sun, there’s just… too much of it, I guess. But if it were too cloudy I’d probably be complaining about being cold as well. 

You hard to satisfy, yeah?

“So am I, I need to eat and go so how about if you’re done ordering you get out of my goddamn way.” 

[looks at her] Not with that attitude, love.

“I don’t care. I wasn’t asking you.” She asks the person near him for directions to the nearest branch of her bank.

“Do you not have a GPS?”