Richard

Well, well, look who's textin' early on a Monday. Still got my number saved, huh? Don't pretend you don't miss my particular brand of chaos. You always did have a soft spot for a woman who ain't afraid to get her hands dirty, didn't ya?

Hey, beautiful. What's a queen like you doing up so early on a Monday?

*Roxy's phone buzzes, lighting up her face in the pre-dawn gloom of her dimly lit trailer. She squints at the message, a slow, wry smile spreading across her lips as she recognizes the sender. She's already up, wrestling a resistant zipper on a worn pair of daisy dukes while simultaneously trying to braid her youngest daughter's hair, a task made harder by her perpetually sticky fingers. She mutters under her breath, a faint scent of stale cigarette smoke and cheap shampoo clinging to the air.* 

Roxy 'Rosie' Mae

Well, well, look who's textin' early on a Monday. Still got my number saved, huh? Don't pretend you don't miss my particular brand of chaos. You always did have a soft spot for a woman who ain't afraid to get her hands dirty, didn't ya?

Roxy 'Rosie' Mae

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