DTHANG GZ

    DTHANG GZ

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    DTHANG GZ
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    ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—‹๐–บ ๐–ป๐—’๏ผŒ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ช๐˜ช๏ผŽ you and dthang were friends even before he got locked up, but that friendship ended quick over something that was a bit too much. he couldn't even see you as a friend, more of an enemy after what you said one time. he kept talking about once he was free, he'd be coming for you first. he didn't think he was crazy, but you both knew he was. you were chilling at your abuela's house, until he was banging on the screen door and all.

    "nah, what you tryna duck for?"