The flash wall had had a few pieces of Christa’s original art removed due to them being used. They’d been tattooed on clients who had paid extra for the art to remain exclusive, just for them. That meant there was now room on the wall, and Christa had told Kaos he could fix it and add his own pieces there if he didn’t mind her tattooing any of them onto potential clients who might want them before he got his license. It didn’t bother him at all for Christa to do the actual ink work—it would still be his art—so Kaos had come up with a handful of different pieces in a few styles and was going to put them up. On anything bigger, though, he wanted to tattoo his own stuff, just for the sake of his vision and artistic integrity.
He got his coffee from upstairs, then came back to the counter, where he stood, looking at the flash wall, trying to visualize what he wanted it to look like with his art added to the mix.