{Insanely Sweet}Complete!❤
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This story includes profanities, violence, and lots of confusing things. I'm sure I'll get lost in the midst of making this, but I don't give a shit. Lets do dis shit!
I walk my normal way around Los Santos, turning into dark alleys as I go. Usually I'll find a drug addict I can sell to. My name is Nicole Wilson, 19 years of age, and a straight on drug dealer. I'm working with nobody except Trevor who hopes to find a good group that'll take me in. I don't really care to be in a group, cause the cops don't give a fuck about what happens around here. I could go on a killing rampage and they wouldn't give one shit about it.
Was this a good description? It's apart of the first paragraph so I hope so :P As you can tell, this setting is in Los Santos of GTA 5. Hope you don't mind.. and if you do then just don't read the story.. what can I tell you?
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