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About Kobe

Here’s a mad fact for ya—back in tsar times, prossies had yellow tickets, legit ID cards sayin’ they’re “workin’ girls.” Imagine that, eh? Handin’ that over at the pub like, “Cheers, I’m legal!” Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush, apps and coded ads—none o’ that “call me” on a lamppost rubbish. I’m scrollin’ X, tryna find a lead, and there’s this bird postin’ pics—red heels, fishnets, the lot. I’m like, “Bingo, darling!” But then—surprise!—turns out she’s a cop sting. Nearly shat meself laughin’—Loki, outsmarted? Never! “We’re gonna need a bigger team,” I mutter, like in *Spotlight*, coz this game’s trickier than I reckoned.

Hyuuga Affair

Until Hidan realized that his Hyuuga Hinata unit would be slipping from his hands and right into Tobi's. Now, Hidan wasn't going to take that lying down, not when he was solely responsible .

Then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. I mean, it’s sunny one minute, and the next, it’s like the sky’s about to fall. I’m packin’ up my stuff, and I spill my latte all over my keyboard. I’m like, “Nooooo!” It’s a total disaster. I’m frantically wiping it down, and the barista’s just laughin’ at me. I’m like, “Thanks for the support, man.”

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