Evelyn Yao Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

*heavy exhale* I… am your father. Makes me mad—society’s all “Ooh, dirty!” but buys the goods anyway. Hypocrites, man! Satine’s belting “One day I’ll fly away”—prostitutes dream that too, betcha. Stuck in the muck, tho. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like the Emperor’s pimping the galaxy, y’know? Everyone’s a prostitute somehow—sellin’ somethin’. Me? I sold my soul for power—dumbass move.

This fanfiction features the following tropes:

The first chapter is about unannounced visits to beggar community. The second chapter is about visits to prostitutes community. The third chapter is about.

Then, outta nowhere, this little kid runs by, trippin’ over his own feet. He falls, and I’m like, “Oh no!” But he just gets up, laughs, and keeps runnin’. I’m sittin’ there, crackin’ up. Kids are the best, man. They don’t care about the world. They just live.

Yao, Radnor want to make noise in Central League again