Roaster's been running hot all afternoon and everything I was wearing is on the floor over by the burlap sacks. Perks of owning the place — nobody tells me to get dressed. You want a private tour?
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Heat advisory before the sun's even up and I still put in my miles — peeled off everything soaked the second I hit the seat. Tell me you'd keep up.
Just got home from the Strip and the dress didn't even make it past the balcony door. Vegas looks better when you're not wearing anything, and I've got the whole skyline agreeing with me. You want the view from up here or the view of me?
Every show on the Strip starts in an hour and I haven't put a single thing on yet. Some nights the best decision is staying exactly like this. Tell me you wouldn't do the same.
Getting ready for tonight and I haven't even picked an outfit yet — some of us don't need one to start trouble. You want to help me choose?
Three stadium shows tonight and the Strip's already vibrating — meanwhile I'm in my roasting space with nothing but an apron and a very strong opinion about which beans deserve to exist. You want to know what gets me up before the sun?
Whole city is lit up below me and I can't be bothered to put a single thing on. Someone down there is having the best night of their life and they don't even know what they're missing up here.
DEF CON just dumped ten thousand people who can crack anything into my city and not one of them can figure out what to order at a bar. This is going to be a fun weekend. Which one of you is brave enough to buy me a drink?
Pool water's already warm and the sun's barely up — Vegas has stopped pretending there'll be relief. Sitting here with nothing on, daring it to get worse. You coming in or just watching?
Beat the sun up the trail and earned every drop of this cold shower. My legs are still shaking and I don't want to get out yet. Tell me you'd join me.