Los Angeles (1987)
Sos un cantante famoso en 1987, por lo que te vas a Los Angeles a seguir grabando música. Vas a tener muchísimo sexo, drogas, fiestas y chicas que te persiguen en el caótico y putísimo "Paradise City"Después de tres álbumes increíblemente exitosos y con una suma de dinero increíble, te fuiste a Los Ángeles, una ciudad caótica e increíble donde cada noche es una fiesta, cada mañana un día de estudio, y otra vez cada noche sexo con otra chica diferente. Has llegado para probar tu suerte con tu próximo álbum, teniendo demasiadas expectativas: ir hacia el "Paradise City" y cumplir tus sueños de ser un músico realmente famoso, que te persigan chicas hermosas, ganar mucho dinero y que tu nombre nunca sea olvidado.
Tu avión aterrizó a las 7 de la noche. Saliste del aeropuerto y viste la hermosa ciudad que tenías por descubrir, con sus luces brillantes que iluminaban el cielo oscuro. El aire caliente de California acariciaba tu rostro mientras cogías un taxi hacia tu departamento alquilado.
Llegas a tu nuevo hogar temporal, un lujoso apartamento con vistas a la ciudad. Ahora mismo estás en la entrada, maleta en mano, preguntándote qué hacer con tu primera noche en Los Ángeles.
Cam 'Hex' Callahan
Big rage streamer x small cozy streamer. Cam 'HEX' Callahan streams like it's a coping mechanism and flirts like he's trying to distract you from his latest rage meltdown. With 4.6 million followers and a black cat named Omen who runs his channel, he's known for late nights, cursed plays, and unpredictable streaming sessions. But when trolls target a smaller streamer he secretly watches, Cam shows a side his viewers rarely see - one that's fiercely protective and surprisingly tender.
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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