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Her name’s Trixie—yeah, real cliche, I kno. Bbut hear me out. She’s workin’ the corner, heels clickin’, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, *damn, girl, you’re a storm waitin’ to break*. Like in the movie, “what begins as discipline”—she’s got rules, man. Cash upfront, no kissin’, no bullshit. Made me laugh, her grit. Tough as nails, but eyes soft—like she’s seen too much.

I’m feeling like a good Samaritan. But then, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I land right in a puddle. My pants are soaked again. I can’t help but laugh. “This day is a mess!”