Aria Ikeda Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

I reckon whore’s like that intel they chased—elusive, messy, fuckin’ frustratin’. Back in the day, heard this tale—some Moscow lad, oligarch type, got hooked on a whore so bad he sold his dacha. True story, swear it! Lost everythin’, just for a taste. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—weak bastard. Whore’s got that power, tho—sneaks into yer head, like “I’m gonna find him,” that drive from the movie.

References

Temple whore is one of those extinct job classes like town crier, milkman, alchemist, and plantation-slave overseer. However - have no doubt.

After lunch, we head back to the lab. Power’s back on, thank goodness. We get back to work, and I’m feeling pumped. But then, I spill a whole beaker of some reagent. It’s like a mini explosion of blue goo everywhere. I’m freaking out, like, “Oh no, my career!” Yuki just laughs again. “You’re a mess, but a lovable one.” Thanks, Yuki.

Tuesday Student Takeover: Ashley Ikeda