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do not choose the lesser life. do you hear me? do you hear me? choose the life that is yours. the life that is seducing your lungs. that is dripping down your chin.
⎯⎯ Nayyriah Waheed
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Pogue Princess Esme Mendoza may have been royal, but she was now royally fucked. She was part of the reason a bag of drugs was missing, and she was sure J.R. was going to be on her ass for that. This surely wasn't the first time she was playing babysitter with the other girls who worked for him. So when John B and JJ called her up explaining they had a plan, a way out of this mess she'd gotten herself in, she was all ears.
Funny how being stuck on the wild goose chase of the century would force her to reevaluate her options, and not just pretend like she had her life together. That and the looming tension between her and JJ of course. Which... let's be honest... was going to happen one way or another.
