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About Osaka

She’s got that fire, tho, gotta respect it. Happy as hell watchin’ her dance through chaos, like she’s spinnin’ vinyl in a hurricane. Surprised me how she don’t give a fuck - zero fucks, fam! She’s out here, skirt hiked up, laughin’ at the haters, like, “I ain’t your savior, boo.” Makes me wanna holla, “Young Mula Baby!” ‘cause she’s untamed, a freestyle with no beat.

[fic] Uchiha Shisui Stars In: Who Died and Made You Lolita?

Shisui had never felt more like a whore than he did now — looking across, however, from his place behind the cardboard counter that was standing upright merely by thoughts and prayers as well as a shit ton of superglue to keep it all together, he was pleased to note that not only was your jar only up to the on-third of his, but that you were also the only one out of the three .

I fire up the blaster, and man, the noise is insane! It’s like a rock concert, but with more dust. I’m blasting away, and it feels good. The grit flies everywhere, and I’m in my zone. But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji shows up. He’s got this goofy grin, and I’m like, “Dude, what’s up?” He’s all hyped about some new ramen shop opening on Shisui’s backstreets. I’m like, “Ramen? Now? I’m covered in dust!” But he’s relentless.

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