Post by DOMINICK EMIL FAUST . on Aug 31, 2012 13:09:00 GMT -8
i'm always fighting the gravity .
open to anyoneeee! (:
OPEN . 774 . OUTFIT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 390px; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom: 20px;] dominick hated teenagers. there was nothing worse than having a teenager walk in with their mom or dad, and request something that they shouldn't even be considering getting pierced because of their age. the parents that had brought their fourteen year old daughter into his shop hadn't really known what to expect, but when they saw dominick jamming behind the main counter of the shop to marilyn manson, they probably weren't too interested in letting their daughter stay. ultimately, she had her parents wrapped around her fingers, and dominick could see that right away. she had wanted to get her tongue pierced, and dominick was hesitant about it, mainly because of her age. he didn't want this coming back to him in any bad way, and she wasn't nearly the proper age to be thinking about tongue piercings. he tried to bargin her down to a lip piercing instead, but she was more stubborn than even he was. now that was hard to find. after getting the parents to sign the consent form, and he overly explained what the teenager, who's name was alysha apparently, would expect with a tongue piercing. she was barely listening, he could tell, but because he was in the presence of her parents, he didn't want to start snapping at her to pay attention. after leading the fourteen year old into his piercing booth, he didn't bother closing the curtain because it wasn't a private piercing, and started to get everything prepped after washing his hands. almost immediately, alysha started back-talking about her mom, calling her a retard for for whatever reason. now, dominick wasn't really that close with his family, but he still knew when to show respect and when not to. he bit his tongue for the life of him, and tried not to give her any responses that might encourage the conversation while he cleaned the barbel. "okay, so, like i was saying out there, you're gonna have to treat this really seriously; washing your mouth out with mouthwash after everything you eat or drink, cleaning the jewlery and your tongue, and overall just making sure that there's no-" dominick cut himself short when his eyes came in contact with alysha, and how she had her nose buried in her cell phone. his eyebrows shot up to his hairline and he stood there, tongue holder in hand, completely appalled that she wasn't even listening to him at all. "hey!" he snapped his free hand in her face to earn her attention. "you're not getting your tongue pierced. you're not listening to the directions that you need to take care of it, so i'll do your lip instead if you still want one. but i'm not getting your mom and dad, who're really gracious to be taking their teenager into a place like this to begin with and covering the cost, mad at me because you get an infected tongue." alysha just kind of looked at him bewildered before nodding her head slightly, straightening in the leader-covered chair. with a sigh, dominick put the tongue stud away and pulled out a horseshoe for her lip. cleaning that, he started to re-explain to her what she'd need to do since he actually had her attention this time, and then went about figuring out where she wanted to place it. after the initial piercing was completed, he let her go back out into the main room with her parents while he cleaned up quickly. joining them back behind the counter, he ran through the information again about cleaning and washing with mouthwash, making sure that her parents heard it as well, before he went on to the price. "oh, by the way," dom spoke to catch the father's attention before he left to join his wife and daughter in the car outside. "i normally don't get involved in my customer's business, but i just wanted to let you know that she wasn't grateful for this at all. the second you guys were out of earshot, it was nothing but calling her mom stupid and retarded." her father's eyes widened in surprise, slowly turning to anger. dominick just nodded his head in agreence. "i just thought you'd like to know." he thanked dominick, mentioning something about dealing that once they got home, and all dom could do was smile to himself. following the man with his eyes out the door, he slowly came aware of someone sitting in his waiting room. leaning over the counter to see them better, he offered a charismatic smile, waving them over. "hey, sorry about that, brats. what're you in for?" |
