Gabriella Aki Whore ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

“Move, move!” like Saul’s camp, she struts fast. Tricksy, slippin’ through alleys, dodgin’ the law. Wears red, always red—blood-stain vibes, precious. Stinks of cheap gin, sweat, and lies. Once saw her nick a sailor’s purse—ha! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt, clever wench. “What do you see?” Saul’d ask, grim-like. I see filth, beauty, mess—whore’s life, yesss. Split me head, tho—hate her, pity her.

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 | AKI H.

CW: aki being a whore. wc: k. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━. THE OFFICE WAS QUIET, the hum of fluorescent lights and the occasional rustling of papers the.

Back at the office, I was in the zone. Numbers flying everywhere. But then, my coworker, Yuki, bursts in. She’s all like, “You won’t believe what just happened!” Turns out, she saw a cat wearing a bowtie. A BOWTIE! I mean, who dresses their cat like that? I couldn’t stop laughing.

Epidemiological study of hospital acquired acute kidney injury in critically ill and its effect on the survival