Megan Kirishima Whore ❤️❤️

About Kobe

Whore’s a word. Slang. Old as dirt. Medieval times – whores were queens! Kinda. Ran shit – behind curtains. Not like – street corner crap. Real power. Made me HAPPY – findin’ that out! Little secret – tucked away. Like – "I’m still here." From *Amour*. Whispered. Fadin’. Whore’s still HERE too.

Next Morning

Katsuki and Kirishima stumbled through the crowded streets, their laughter echoing through the night air. Their faces were flushed, and their words slurred as they weaved their way between .

So, I’m cruisin’ down the streets of Kirishima, right? Hit up the main drag, Kōyōdōri. It’s a chill street, lined with those cute little shops. I grab a coffee from this tiny café called “Kirishima Brew.” Best coffee ever, no joke. I’m sippin’ on that liquid gold, feelin’ pumped.

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