Zara Rendon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Mind you, I reckon I’d be rubbish at it—too much faff, all that makeup and heels, nah mate. I’d trip over me own feet, lookin like a right plonker! “The mask has slipped”—that’s me, fallin arse over tit in fishnets! Still, gotta hand it to em—whores got guts, proper brass neck. Reckon they’d run Slough better than me, and I’m the bleedin manager!

Where They Last Saw Her

"Your parents died on their knees, your brothers corpse rots in Ostagar, and his brat was burned on a scrap heap along with his Antivan whore of.

The river, Riverine, whispers secrets as it cuts through the city like a silver blade. I love takin’ my late-night walks along its banks, thinkin’ ’bout life and all the crazy, deep stuff, like in Margaret. There's a line in that flick, right? "You don't know how to be alone," that really hits home sometimes. Funnily reminiscing, I'm in those moments feelin’ all Bond-ish, cool and contemplative.

Ranking the 28 Angels who’ve played third since Anthony Rendon signed his $245 million deal