When They Call My Name

Whose That?

"The metal head looking dude?" She asked, nodding towards the man.

Andy chuckled at that. "Yes, that one." He replied with an amused smile.

"You got it, boss!" She said, saluting Andy. The older man shook his head. She was ridiculous sometimes. Katie was standing next to his table, talking to Tyler when Andy walked over.

"Finally have something to do?" She asked with a teasing smile. She had been picking on him for not having any clients all day.

"Yeah I do... as soon as you do your job and check him in." He replied with a grin, earning a dramatic eye roll from the woman.

"Wow, Andy. Making me work for a living?! You're a monster, you know that?" She huffed, stomping past him. Tyler snorted, going back to the skull he was shading in on a woman's calf.

"She's just huffy because she has a date tonight." Tyler informed him.

"A date? Katie?" Andy gasped in mock shock. "I didn't know she talked to men!" He threw a hand over his heart dramatically.

Tyler looked behind Andy and laughed, causing the older man to tilt his head in confusion. "Katie yelled 'says you, Biersack'." He explained. Andy threw his head back with laughter. He couldn't argue with that one sadly. He was terrified of talking to a dude on his bus route, at least she got to the dating stage.

Tyler shook his head in amusement as Andy went to set up his station, completely sterilizing everything as he got out his tools.

He loved his team. They were all talented artists and great people, he was lucky to be surrounded by such a positive group.
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Jake stumbled into his apartment with a yawn. It was nearly midnight at that point and he was absolutely exhausted. It had been a long day of recording and all he wanted to do was crawl into bed and never leave again.

"Hey, you're home late." Jinxx said from the couch, pausing the documentary he had been watching.

"Long day." Jake replied with a sigh, scrubbing a hand down his face. "No one could agree on the guitar parts, the drum mic broke so we had to go to guitar center and buy a new one, and they decided they didn't like the lyrics on track three so we are rewriting and rerecording that." Jake explained, taking his boots off, and walking over to sit next to Jinxx.

"Oh that's not fun at all." Jinxx grimaced.

"Yeah, I wanted to cry because-." Jake decided to cut himself off and not worry Jinxx. He had been dealing with a lot of pain since the wreck and it seemed like it would never end for him.

"Is the pain still bad?" The older man asked because of course he saw right through him.

"Not bad persay, just a little rough when all I've done is sit at a computer for fourteen hours." Jake replied with a shrug.

"Want some ibuprofen?" Jinxx offered, standing up and making his way to the counter to get it.

"Well since you're already over there." Jake chuckled.

"Have you talked to your sister since your fight?" Jinxx asked curiously, grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

"Nope." Jake sighed, leaning his head back as his head throbbed in pain.

"Why not?" Jinxx handed Jake the two bottles, sitting next to him.

"I told her to talk to me when she stopped being an asshole... clearly she has yet to cease that." Jake replied with a shrug, popping three pills into his mouth before chasing it with water.

Jinxx shook his head, but didn't comment. He wasn't about to get involved with Jake's family issues, it was none of his business.

Jake glanced at Jinxx, looking down at his arm. "You get tattooed today?" He asked curiously.

"I did yeah." Jinxx nodded, turning his arm to show Jake. "I tried a new artist a buddy of mine recommended to me. He was awesome, I really liked his work."

"It looks really good." Jake complimented.

"I'll probably get a whole tattoo done by him soon. I really liked him. He seemed cool." Jinxx said.

"What's his name? I might go to him. I've been itching for a new tattoo." Jake said. He was impressed by the work. The spider looked amazing.

"Andy... something. I didn't get the last name. Charlie just said to ask for Andy at leather wings." Jinxx replied with a shrug.

Jake nodded. "I'll remember that. I want to get a rose on my hand to cover up this shit." He said, gesturing to the mark on his hand from when a tattoo artist accidentally bumped his hand and tattooed it.

Jinxx snorted, recalling when Jake had gotten home from said tattoo appointment, cursing and yelling about it, but never actually got it covered up or fixed.

Jake stretched, groaning. "I'm fucking exhausted." He yawned.

"Go to bed then, dude." Jinxx chuckled, shoving him playfully.

Jake stood up, his head throbbing uncomfortably. That damn concussion had made migraines far more common for him. "Goodnight." He said, waving at him vaguely.

"Goodnight, Jake." Jinxx replied with an amused smile.

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