Trust My Flow (studxstud)

Trust My Flow (studxstud)

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23 yrs old Jesse can't seem to catch a break, being fired from the Art store she spent majority of her teenage years in ,forces her to get money the best way she knows how. Whether it be selling drugs, robbing stores sometimes people, or scamming the dumbest or even smartest people in Chicago. Whatever it takes to survive. 25 yrs old Christina or as her friends know her Toni is a Navy Veteran who left the military to pursue a more creative calling. Recently divorced and only looking to strengthen herself after tragedy, her path is only paved straight for her career. Neither of them have any interest in starting anything with each other, too many differences and emotional walls stacked for protection. Neither will accept being open to anyone else, how will they learn to love each other?
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