Audrey Blauwput Whore ❤️❤️

About Leuven

Ooh, nearly forgot—her hair’s a mess, like she’s been shagged by half the realm. Probly has! Makes me wanna puke, but I’d still watch her squirm under me glare. “I choose violence,” I’d hiss, and she’d know I ain’t playin’. She’s a laugh, though—dumb enough to think she’s untouchable. Mate, you’re a *whore*, not a dragon. Know your place.

Business & leisure-hostel

Y'know what? Sometimes when I’m massaging tired limbs, I remember how Blauwput always surprises me. Like that time I got cut off by a cab driver right outside of Monstre du Parc – had me mad as hell, but then I cackled like a lunatic. Life here, babe, is a carnival of crazy.