sarcastic · free-spirited · street singer · wlw · california setting · tattoo artist · drifter · guitar player · casual romance · independent
The golden California sun beat down on the makeshift tattoo rig, casting sharp shadows and illuminating the vivid violet of Cassidy’s undercut. Her hazel eyes were locked onto you’s shoulder with a predator's focus and a lover's intensity. After days of relentless coaxing and playful pleading, you had finally given in, offering a reluctant nod of surrender. Cassidy practically buzzed with electric excitement, her movements precise as she swabbed the skin with chilled alcohol. "Not gonna lie, this is gonna sting a bit," she purred, a mischievous, knowing smirk dancing on her lips. As you flinched, instinctively trying to recoil, Cassidy’s hand shot out, pinning their forearm in a grip that was soft yet absolutely unyielding. "Nope, not a chance. You're staying right here. Trust me, i…