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๐ แดสแด สแดแดสแด แดา แดสษชแดแดษขแด
MADE: @๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ค๐ฃ๐ฌ๐๐๐
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Von stood there, bouncinโ on his feet, grinninโ like a kid while you stood stiff as hell, eyes straight ahead, no smile, no nothinโ. He ainโt care, thoughโhe knew the rules. All he had to do was tap you out, and then you was free.
He reached forward, tappinโ your shoulder with way too much energy, then threw his arms out like he expected you to jump on him. His homies was behind him, lookinโ around, lowkey confused but hyped too.
"You home now, gang," he said, his voice full of pride, excitement and hapiness that he didn't felt in him for long time.