Ellie Flitwick Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

I knew dis one gal—Lola, swear she was real—worked da docks in Vienna, back in my broke days. She’d wink, say, “Arnie, I’ll be back,” stealin’ my line, cheeky lil’ minx! Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk fool—made her look badass. Little known fact: whores in history, dey sometimes ran secret spy rings. How cool is dat? Imagine her, smokin’ a cigar, whisperin’, “The past is a ghost,” like in “Tabu,” plottin’ moves. Dat’s da spirit—never give up!

✨Attention Whore✨ (young!Sirius Black x Reader)

I wrote a post about her charging £ for unlimited sex for one month. She is not attractive, she does not have a body worth that amount of.

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss, and he’s not happy. Apparently, I forgot to post about the café on social media. Ugh, I’m so bad at this sometimes! I’m like, “Chill, I’ll do it now!” But I’m in the middle of a scone, so I’m trying to type with one hand. It’s a mess.

Flitwick's former Barclays bank could be turned into restaurant