you, the y/n, strolling down the streets with you thicc thighs, touched something you weren't supposed to-I mean, who tf touches a pizza that's sitting on the ground, especially a cheese one. cheese touch??
we all know that one ho we all be hating. she be ratched, NOT boujee, and nasty stanky fishy. this is a story about this ho, and her discovery into self acceptance and getting the nasty fish smell out that bush.
this is basically and exaggerated version of every marichat fanfic out there 💀
in this story everyone is 16-17 just to make the content a bit more acceptable (aka de@th and curse words)