Tattoo Artist Eddie Munson Part 1
TW// homophobic language, discussions of extreme parental abuse
Steve Harrington was contemplating never speaking to Robin ever again. It had sounded perfectly innocent over the phone; all she'd wanted was some moral support to help her through her first tattoo. He was good with moral support. When they stepped into the dark tattoo parlor, Robin had flushed a dusky pink and stumbled over to the reception-looking area to talk to a pretty girl with smooth, dark skin and an eyebrow piercing, and Steve knew he had been roped into an unwitting wingman role once again. Then Robin had turned, pointed right at Steve, and he knew he was in trouble.