Ivy Chieri Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Florence

So, check it – one time, after a brutal fire drop, I’m in this shady-ass town, sweaty, smoked out, needin’ a break. Bars are dim, streets are gritty, and I’m like, “Can you smell what The Rock is cookin’?” – ‘cept I ain’t cookin’ shit, I’m lost! Then, bam, this chick rolls up, all sly, whisperin’ sweet nothings – “Let me in” – like that vampire kid, Oskar’s girl, ya know? I’m thinkin’, “Whoa, slow down, sister, I’m just tryna unwind!” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” She’s pushin’, I’m dodgin’, and it’s a damn dance-off in the alley!

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After that, I’m feeling kinda peckish, so I hit up this little trattoria on Via Garibaldi. I order the risotto, and OMG, it’s heavenly. I’m practically in food heaven. But then, the waiter spills water all over me. I’m like, “Dude, I’m already wet from the rain!” He’s super apologetic, and I’m just laughing it off.

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