Kayla Friern Barnet Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Oh, and the sarcasm—God, she’s a riot. “You’re a real prince,” she snorts when I bitch bout taxes. I’m like, “Yeah, crown’s in the mail.” We’re a pair, me and Whore, fucked up and fun. She’s a gamble, Clarice, a roll of dice. “The coin’s got no say,” she’d say, tossin it anyway. That’s her—reckless, raw, mine.

Friern Barnet

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, stretchin’ my arms, and thinkin’ about my plans. I had to head to Friern-Barnet, which is just a stone’s throw from where I live. I mean, it’s not exactly the bustling heart of London, but it’s got its charm, ya know? The streets are lined with those cute little houses, and the parks are decent for a stroll.

Co-op worker ‘thought she was going to die’ when thug attacked her