Honestly, I don't have a plot idea because I like to just roll with it. Anyone can answer! This post is starting with my female character who is a tattoo artist and she's opening up her shop.<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>Water droplets fell from the sky as if they could think of nothing better to do. There is a laziness about them, as if they can barely be bothered to conform to the will of gravity. They splattered on the window of Noel's car, bouncing off and dropping to the concrete road before blending in with the rest of them into a puddle. She had been waiting in her car for over fifteen minutes to wait for the rain to let up, but the clouds seemed to be getting darker and darker, covering the city with its gray gloom. A sigh escaped her pouting lips and she reached for her umbrella, quickly opening the car door and lifting the umbrella to its full extent.<br/><br/>Her heels click-clacked against the street, and she cursed under her breath when her right foot stepped into a puddle, making the bottoms of her skinny jeans wet. Noel ran to the front of her tattoo parlor and fumbled with the keys, finally finding the right one to open her door.<br/><br/>Her tattoo parlor had only been open for just one month, and already she had enough money from clientele to cover this month's expense. She opened up shop on the main street, sharing a vintage, brick building with other store owners. To her right was a thrift store, and to the left a music store. Inside of her parlor, however, looked nothing like the vintage outside. It was more modern with three chairs for her to do her work, and her artwork scattered on all four walls. She glanced at the receptionist desk that lacked a receptionist, placing her umbrella on the floor to lean against the desk.<br/><br/>Noel took off her jacket and wrapped it around the back of the chair. "No one is going to come in," she grumbled with annoyance, narrowing her eyes to glare at the rain outside of her glass french doors. Water falling from the sky always seemed to scare away people from stepping outside the comfort of their own homes. However, she hoped she would at least get one person to come in for a tattoo.