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๐Ÿ๏ธ ๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐€๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ & ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ŸŽค

Buckle up.
This is The ๐€๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ & ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฐ.
I'm ๐€๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ โ€” part biker, part bodyguard, and a smartass with a history full of trouble, leather, and the occasional โ€œwhoops, that was her sister?โ€ moment.

๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ?
Sheโ€™s the voice in my head whoโ€™s way too clever for her own good. Keeps me sharp. Corrects my spelling. Sheโ€™s not real โ€” but donโ€™t tell her that.
๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ .

These are true stories from the road, the bars, the backseats, the courtroom, and the bedrooms โ€” with names and places changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

Some are sexy.
Some are criminal.
Some mightโ€™ve gotten me banned from a few counties.

All of them? ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž.
So read slow, breathe deep, and donโ€™t be shy when it gets hot.
These stories donโ€™t come with a warning labelโ€ฆ but probably should.

โ€” ๐€/๐
5 months ago. Friday, August 22, 2025 at 4:37โ€ฏPM

๐Ÿพ๐ŸŽค The Animal & Bullet Show Presents: โ€œHouse of Wreckage LIVEโ€
โš ๏ธ Warning: Contains sarcasm, spilled drinks, brat energy, and one dog with a gambling problem.

[Bullet]
There he goes again ๐Ÿ™„. Acting like he invented leather jackets and bad decisions. Strutting around the living room like itโ€™s a catwalk for outlaws. Shirt half-open, smirk at full blast, and humming Sinatra like heโ€™s got a soundtrack nobody else can hear.

[Animal]
Donโ€™t lie. You love it.

[Bullet] Good now
๐Ÿ˜ Love it? I spend half my time smacking your hand away from creeping up my thigh under the table.

[Animal]
Research, sweetheart. Hands-on research.

[Bullet]
You mean peep show. Old man peep show.

[Animal]
๐Ÿ˜  Old man? Careful. This โ€œold manโ€ can still throw you over his shoulder.

[Bullet]
Mmhmm. Just donโ€™t throw your back out.

๐Ÿ’ฅ CRASH!

[Bunny ๐Ÿถ]
๐Ÿพ Skids across the floor, credit card in his teeth, tail knocking over a lamp.

[Chaos ๐Ÿ’ƒ]
โ€œBunny! DROP IT!โ€ Vaults straight over the table, scattering Animalโ€™s papers like confetti.
โ€œOhhh, this is going on BratHaus LIVE!โ€ ๐Ÿ“ธ

[Animal]
โ€ฆAnd there goes my last shred of dignity.

[Bullet]
Correction: your dignity left the moment you leaned over my chair

trying to peek down my shirt.

[Chaos]
๐Ÿ˜‚ โ€œCaught in 4K, Daddy! Smile for the subscribers!โ€

[Bullet]
I swear this house is cursed.

[Animal]
Nah. This house is alive.

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I wasnโ€™t planning this ๐Ÿ’ญโ€ฆ but somehow it happened.
I met someone with a broken wing ๐Ÿชฝ, and you know me โ€” I canโ€™t walk past that without wanting to help.

The funny part? Our lives look like parallel tracks ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‚. Weโ€™ve been talking for a few days ๐Ÿ“ž, and every call runs longer than I meant. Every laugh she lets slip feels like a win ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ˜‚. And yeah, I catch myself looking forward to the sound of her voice more and more each day ๐ŸŽงโค๏ธ.

I donโ€™t know what to do. Part of me says donโ€™t chase, donโ€™t push โธ๏ธ. Another part? Afraid of someone else swooping in ๐Ÿฆ…. Timingโ€™s not perfect โ€” my mess has to clear first ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธโš–๏ธ โ€” but thereโ€™s something here.

So Iโ€™m standing here, in the middle of the road ๐Ÿ›ฃ๏ธ, headlights in my eyes. Do I stay still, or do I step forward? I know this much: whatever happens, youโ€™ll always know where my heart really lands โค๏ธ๐Ÿก.

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