Audrey Cassina De Pecchi Whore ❤️❤️

About Rome

But yo, the smell? Heaven. Dark, toasty, pulls you in like a tractor beam. Happiest I get, sniffin’ that, forgettin’ the Empire’s bullshit. Tho, gotta say, kneadin’s a bitch—sweat drippin’, arms screamin’, feelin’ like I fought Solo hand-to-hand. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. Whore’s worth it.

The rest of the day is a blur. Meetings, data analysis, and more meetings. I’m exhausted. But then, I get a message from my friend. She’s like, “Let’s hit up the pizzeria on Via Dante tonight!” I’m like, “Yes, please!”

OMNIC