Makayla Stepney Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

Introduction

I luv the local pubs. The Ten Bells, for instance – a proper oldie! Its wooden beams and creaky floors got stories. I once spilled tea there – oh dear, so embarassing! But everyone laughed, and it felt epic.

Stepney Green Asda staff member stabbed in store with knifeman on the run