Makayla Drogheda Whore ❤️

About Bray

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

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Finally, I get to the café on Stockwell Street. It’s packed! Everyone’s buzzing about the power outage. I’m like, “Great, I’m not the only one.” I grab a coffee, and the barista, bless her, spills it all over me. I’m soaked! I’m standing there, looking like a drowned rat, and she’s apologizing like mad. I just laugh it off. What else can ya do?

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