Literature
Tattooed Love ~ Chapter I
The day was cloudy, rainy and dreary. Steven was stuck at work, waiting tables just to pay the bills for his small apartment he lived in with his little girl. She was the light of his dark, lonely and queer life. He worked really hard in order to care for her, and then himself.
Steven was shuffling from table to table, serving regular customers, new customers, and drifting customers. He served a single mother with three young children, smiling and making small talk as he served the children. The woman was in her early thirties, her stringy ruddy-brown hair tied back in a tired, messy bun. She had shadows under her eyes as well, like Steven h