Gemotions

The air crackled with excitement at the tattoo convention. Ava navigated through the throngs of people, her heart pounding in her chest. She had a feeling.

She spotted it immediately. A man, standing in a corner, showing off his new tattoo. Her tattoo. She pushed her way through the crowd, drawn by an irresistible force.

When she got close she could see it was one of her designs. Perfectly executed. She wanted to see the artist responsible.

He looked up and saw her. He looked at the work, and then back at her. Her art. Her design. A wave of euphoria crashed over her. She knew she'd be here all day, and that was okay. She felt… invigorated.