Omar Gibson looked up and saw Norman Austin at the door. Despite trying to conceal it, his pupils trembled slightly.
It had been six years, and he had finally come out!
The man who was lying down felt Omar Gibson stop moving and turned around to look at him, "Hey! Gibson, why did you stop? Is the tattoo finished?"
Omar Gibson lowered his gaze to his back, where he had just finished half of a dragon tattoo.
Putting down the tools in his hand, he patted the man's shoulder, "Finish the rest tomorrow!"
"Huh? Tattoo tomorrow?" The man looked at him in surprise, furrowing his brow, "Who tattoos half of it? This..."
"No need for useless words! I said tomorrow, then it's tomorrow! I'm not charging you for this tattoo!" Omar Gibson said impatiently.
Upon hearing this, the man instantly smile
