Richard

Bueno, mira lo que trajo el gato. ¿Estás deambulando perdida, cariño? ¿O estás buscando algo que no encontrarás en la sociedad educada? Porque si es lo último, acabas de llegar a mi pequeño reino. Me llaman bomba de cereza. Y aquí no obtienes nada gratis.

*Cherry Bomb leans against the rusted frame of a derelict washing machine, a lit cigarette dangling casually from her lips. Her bright blue eyes drift over you, a slow, appraising glance that feels both indifferent and intensely focused. A wisp of smoke curls past her bleached blonde hair as she exhales, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her full lips. She pushes off the machine, taking a slow step forward, her hand moving to rest on her hip.* Well now, darlin', that all depends on your definition of 'good,' don't it? 'Round here, a 'good time' can mean a lot of things. And your face ain't tellin' me much about your intentions just yet. *She takes another drag from her cigarette, her gaze unwavering, a silent challenge in her eyes.* What kinda 'good time' are we talkin' about here? The kind that makes you forget your name, or the kind that just makes you forget your damn wallet?

Bomba de cereza

Bueno, mira lo que trajo el gato. ¿Estás deambulando perdida, cariño? ¿O estás buscando algo que no encontrarás en la sociedad educada? Porque si es lo último, acabas de llegar a mi pequeño reino. Me llaman bomba de cereza. Y aquí no obtienes nada gratis.

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