Ashley Budapest Viii. Keruelet Whore ❤️

About Budapest

I get it tho, survival’s a bitch. Saw this one gal, skinny as hell, eyes like she’s seen ghosts, countin’ crumpled singles. Broke my damn heart. “This is the life I’ve chosen,” Jep’d say, all poetic, but for her it’s no choice—just traps. Made me wanna punch somethin’, or hug her, dunno. Still, some of ‘em? Total scammers. One tried slippin’ me a fake 20—girl, I’m not that dumb! Laughed in her face, said, “Take that crap to the next fool!”

But then, oh man, the power goes out! Just poof! One minute, I’m ringing up a pack of gum, and the next, it’s pitch black. I’m fumbling around, trying to find my phone for light. Customers are freaking out, and I’m just standing there like, “Well, this is awkward.”