Freya Tignieu Whore ❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” She’d hate my guts, callin’ her out like this. But buddy, she’s a riot—sarcasm sharp as a razor. “Pay me or fuck off,” she’d snap. Fair! Gotta respect the hustle. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but swear she’s got nine lives—dodged cops, johns, worse. *Amour* line fits— “It’s cruel to wake her up.” Whore’s sleepin’ on the world’s bullshit, awake only for cash.

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Erreur lors de la prise de rendez-vous en ligne.

But then, just as I’m about to ask for her number, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. He’s like, “We need you back at the shop!” I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!” I’m torn. Do I go back or stay?