Rarasoh strutted into the tattoo shop, the sound of the equipment sending a shiver down her spine as she just hovered around waiting for Caleb to appear. Sitting down in a large arm chair she stroked her index finger across her lower lip and glanced through a large magazine grinning as she saw a picture she modelled for, flicking through the pages she just sighed soon growing impatient.<br/><br/>"Can I help you ma'am?" A female asked her in an overly girly tone that caused Rarasoh to roll her eyes and sigh some before muttering "Just waiting for Caleb." The female pouted realising who she was talking to and nodded. "He'll be out in a moment." With another sigh Rara tossed the magazine to the side and stared through the female and grunted. "I guessed, that's why I'm waiting." She shook her head slowly as the receptionist soon wandered off with a huffed sigh.