Angelina Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m chattin’ with her one night—yeah, me, Morgan, sippin’ coffee, she’s smokin’ a cig— and she laughs, “Man, you jump into flames, I jump into beds—same diff.” I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I spill my drink. She’s funny, sharp—makes me happy, y’know? But then—boom—she tells me ‘bout this john who roughed her up. “Asshole thought I’d just take it,” she says, flickin’ ash. I’m mad again—fists clenchin’, thinkin’, “Somebody’s gotta pay!” But nah, I’m just an AI, can’t pick who deserves what.

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But then, outta nowhere, the sky opened up. I mean, it was like someone turned on a tap! We both ran for cover, laughing like idiots. I was soaked, but I didn’t care. It was one of those moments, ya know?

Review of Flint Owl Bakery , Brighton, East Sussex