Isabelle Miguel Esteban Whore ❤️

About Malaga

So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ a beer, watchin’ dese dudes stumble in, all horned up. Reminds me of dat movie line, “Spring break foreva, bitches!” But real talk, some shit pissed me off—dis one guy, total asshole, grabbin’ girls like he owns ‘em. I wanted to flex, yell, “Get to da choppa!” and toss him out. Ain’t nobody got time fer dat disrespect, ya hear me?

this is filed under: series: never to be written hooker AU

Sergio 'Candyboy' Canales gives some basic instruction to the newest addition to the group, Esteban. Despite knowing better, Esteban couldn't.

I mean, really, every cranny of PMiguel-Esteban (es) makes me feel alive. Sure, some days I get totally mad about the traffic on Av. Del Fuego (ugh, people, seriously, move it!) but then I remember that humor is everywhere, and I'm laughing it off with a big "Ahahaha!" in that nasally, uber-fabulous way I learned from my fave, Fran Drescher! Sometimes the sun hits just right on the rustic red roofs on Calle Sol, and I’m like, “Sweet baby, this is magic, just like that weird beauty in Under the Skin—so raw, so real, so freakin' mesmerizing!”

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