Gemotions

"Another round, love?" The pub owner’s voice startled him. Finn jumped, spilling a bit of his pint. He muttered an apology, but the man had already turned away. The image of the tattoo still burned in his mind.

A woman had his 'Serpent's Kiss' inked onto her calf, a digital photo circulating around. A prickling sensation had spread across his skin when he saw the post. He’d spent countless hours perfecting the swirl of ink, the subtle shades, the intricate details. Now, it was just… there.

The pub’s noise seemed amplified, the laughter grating. He felt a need to escape. The pint tasted like ash. He slammed his money on the counter and headed out into the night.