Natalie Zgornja Hajdina Whore ❤️

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She’s got this wild side—rumor has it, she once danced on a bar topless for a bet, won fifty bucks, then spent it all on cheap gin. True story, swear it! Sounds like somethin outta *Margaret*—“This isn’t about you, it’s about me!”—she’d yell that, I bet, laughin while the cops dragged her off. I’m dyin thinkin bout it—hilarious, but also, ugh, Whore, why? Drives me nuts, yet I’m jealous—how’s she so free, huh? I’d be shakin in my heels, but her? Nope, she’s winkin at the crowd.

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But then, just as I’m about to ask for her number, my phone buzzes. It’s my mom. She’s like, “Where are you? You forgot to pick up the groceries!” Ugh, mom! I’m trying to flirt here!