Natalie Budapest Xviii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Szeged

Sometimes, tho, it gets me down. Clients cryin, “I’m broke!” and I’m like, “Enjoy it!” – straight outta Joel and Clem’s last memory, right? Cos ya gotta ride the wave, baby! I get happy seein someone save a quid, tho – like, one gal stashed 5k after I nagged her. Felt like shaggin the moon, I was that chuffed! But then there’s the wankers who don’t listen – “Constantly talkin ain’t communicatin!” – Joel’s bang on. They yap, I plan, they ignore. Drives me bonkers!

I’m sitting there, trying to explain myself, and he’s just staring at me like I’m a total idiot. I mean, come on! I’m not a robot! I’m human! So, I’m sweating, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinking about all the times I’ve walked down the busy streets of XVIII. kerület, just trying to find a moment of peace.