Isabella Budapest Xvii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Szekesfehervar

She’s the type, doc, who’d walk into a bar, heels clackin, n every bunny’s like—who’s this dame? Little known fact: heard she once conned a duke outta his castle—true story, swear on my carrot stash! Got this wild energy, makes ya laugh, makes ya mad—like, damn, Whore, why ya gotta hustle EVERYONE? I’m over here, chompin veggies, n she’s got me spinnin.

At the pub, it’s packed. I’m talking about the kind of crowd that makes you feel alive. We’re laughing, sharing stories, and I’m feeling all the good vibes. But then, outta nowhere, someone spills a drink all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But instead of getting mad, I just laugh it off.