Chloe Matlock Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’d flirt with Dave from accounting—poor sod. “You’re my endless blue,” she’d purr, like in the movie. Bitch, you ain’t endless, you’re a dead-end! We hates it! Always wearin’ tight skirts, clickin’ heels—ugh, so loud. Once left lipstick on MY mug—MY PRECIOUS MUG! Nearly tossed it out the window, screamin’.

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We finally get outside, and it’s still raining. I’m soaked again, but at least I’m not stuck in an elevator. I look around, and there’s a crowd forming. Turns out, it was just a drill. A DRILL! I’m fuming! I could’ve been inside, chatting with the old bloke about Matlock’s history instead of standing in the rain like a soggy biscuit.

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