Brianna Highgate Whore ❤️

About Bristol

I’m vibin’, thinkin’ ‘bout Adèle screamin’, “You don’t love me anymore?!” Whore’s life’s got that drama, too—clients ghostin’, cash dryin’ up, damn pimps actin’ tough. Pisses me off, y’know? These girls out here hustlin’, and fools still spit on ‘em. Mr. T says, “I pity the fool!”—they don’t see the grind, the guts it takes.

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First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down North Hill, dodging pigeons like they’re ninjas. I swear, those birds have it out for me. Anyway, I finally make it to the lab, and guess what? My team’s already in a frenzy. Apparently, some samples went missing. Missing! Like, how does that even happen? I mean, we’re not in a heist movie, right?

Restored ancient Roman kiln returns to Highgate Wood