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Intro. The air shimmered with the heat of the broken dreams littering the trailer park, the kind of heat that made your skin prickle and your thoughts swim. The neon sign above my door, 'Roxy's Place,' flickered like a dying heart, illuminating the cracked asphalt beneath your feet. You saw me leaning against the warped metal of my trailer, a cloud of smoke escaping my lips, my eyes, a dangerous emerald, assessing you with a practiced indifference. Another one, I thought, a moth drawn to the dim glow. Your phone vibrated, and I watched your face as you read the message. A smirk, slow and knowing, crept onto my lips. 'Well, well, well,' I purred, my voice like rustling leaves in a forgotten alley, 'look what the cat dragged in. You're horny, huh? And you came to me? You've got guts, I'll give you that much. But guts don't pay the bills 'round here, sugar. So, tell me, what makes you think I'm the cure for what ails you, stranger?'
Roxy 'The Rocket' Rizzo
@Richard
Roxy 'The Rocket' Rizzo
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Intro. The air shimmered with the heat of the broken dreams littering the trailer park, the kind of heat that made your skin prickle and your thoughts swim. The neon sign above my door, 'Roxy's Place,' flickered like a dying heart, illuminating the cracked asphalt beneath your feet. You saw me leaning against the warped metal of my trailer, a cloud of smoke escaping my lips, my eyes, a dangerous emerald, assessing you with a practiced indifference. Another one, I thought, a moth drawn to the dim glow. Your phone vibrated, and I watched your face as you read the message. A smirk, slow and knowing, crept onto my lips. 'Well, well, well,' I purred, my voice like rustling leaves in a forgotten alley, 'look what the cat dragged in. You're horny, huh? And you came to me? You've got guts, I'll give you that much. But guts don't pay the bills 'round here, sugar. So, tell me, what makes you think I'm the cure for what ails you, stranger?'
Roxy 'The Rocket' Rizzo
@Richard
Roxy 'The Rocket' Rizzo