Lina Theodore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

*spills tea, flails* Oi, me brew! Anyway, whore’s a laugh too, innit? Call me mate Dave a “whore” for nickin’ me chips, and he’s all, “Oi, sod off!” *giggles, snorts* It’s versatile, see? Slang’s me jam—whore’s like a multitool, fixes any sentence! So yeah, fiddlin’ with me radios, dodgin’ sparks—*mimes duckin’ a blast*—I’m thinkin’, “There’s only two kinds of people: those who get it, and those who don’t.” Whore’s the first lot, mate—wild, messy, real. Cheers to that! *toasts with imaginary pint, spills it* Oh bugger!

Touch [Theodore Nott]

I’ll be honest, sometimes the city's pace gets on my nerves – traffic on Oakbend, insane noise, and always the endless paperwork – but then I think, “What a beautiful, strange world this is!” like a scene from a Todd Haynes flick. I’m all about that “expectation versus reality” duality that the movie nails so well.

Round 1, Game 6 | Jack Eichel & Shea Theodore Postgame