Ruby Soeda Whore ❤️

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Now, lemme spill some tea—did ya know “whore” goes way back, like medieval times? Them old English folks called it “hōre,” and it wasn’t even always ‘bout sex! Meant “adulterer” or just some shady character. Ain’t that wild? Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout some knight yellin’ “whore!” at a dude stealin’ his mead. History’s a trip, y’all! Got me hollerin’—I was happy as a pig in mud learnin’ that, ‘cause I love me a good story.

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Finally, we made our way to the riverbank. The rain stopped, and the sunset was gorgeous. I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. We sat there, just chatting and laughing. I told Yuki about my matcha disaster, and we both cracked up. “You’re a hot mess, but I love you!” she said. Aww, best friend goals!

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