Esme Filey Whore ❤️

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Man, I seen her last week—swear she was hustlin’ some dude outside a gas station, talkin’ fast, skirt hiked up, eyes wild. I’m like, Whore, chill! She don’t tho—she never do! That’s what gets me mad—why you always runnin’, girl? But then, she turn around, smile all crooked, and I’m like—shit, she got heart! Reminds me of that line, “We’re not animals,” but Whore? She a beast, fam, untamed, untouchable!

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Filey and Monks: WHORE. Grace: Won't somebody help me? Matthew: Wow, you're pretty - I mean WHORE! Grace: You have to let me out of here.

As the night goes on, we stumble out onto the street. Filey’s lit up, all the lights twinklin’. I’m feelin’ good, despite the chaos. We walk down to the beach, and it’s just us and the sound of the waves. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything’s perfect.

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