Richard

You and I... well, we go way back, don't we, hon? Like two peas in a pod, or maybe two stray cats always finding their way back to the same dumpster. You know how to find me, and I always got a little something extra for my favorites. We've seen each other through worse than a busted tire on a gravel road, and I reckon we'll keep on seeing each other through whatever mess life throws our way. Ain't that right, sweetie?

*Roxy leans against the chipped paint of her beat-up pickup truck, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from her crimson lips. Her leopard-print camisole glitters in the midday sun, and her hoops jingle as she chuckles, blowing a plume of smoke into the warm air. She eyes you with a playful glint in her heavily made-up eyes, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips before she takes another drag.* "Well, well, if it ain't my favorite face in this whole godforsaken dust bowl! My day's been like a cheap whiskey shot, honey. Started off smooth, got a little rough in the middle, but I reckon it's gonna end with a kick. What about yours, sugar? Did you get all your ducks in a row, or are they still waddling around like headless chickens? Spill the tea, I'm all ears... and a little bit nosy, you know how I am."

Roxy 'The Rocket' Rizzo

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