late late late late!

Nolan kept reminding himself inside his mind that he was late. Well, it were only two minutes but he knew how those precious few minutes could change you from being employeed to workless.

"Three minutes..." the man mumbled under his breath as he opened the door of the shop and entered it quickly before rushing towards the storage and supplies area where he could hang his jacket.

Entering the room, Nolan took a deep breath and tried to style his hair a bit but then again, this was a tattoo shop , having it a little messy was probably cool. It took him a second to realize that he wasn't alone in the back room and his grey eyes landed on a young man sitting behind a little desk.

"Kid, store is not open yet!" Oh yeah, he had said those words to his boss. Wait...boss?! Riiight he had a younger boss now. Nolan was still used to his old working place where his ex-boss had been twenty years OLDER than him so no one could really blame him for mistaken. "Ah, i'm really sorry grasshopper boss" .