King Von

    King Von

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    King Von
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    โ—‹oใ€‚. ๐’ฆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ฑ๐‘œ๐“ƒ

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    ๐Ÿ“ ๐“’๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ฌ๐“ช๐“ฐ๐“ธ, ๐“ž'๐“‘๐“ต๐“ธ๐“ฌ๐“ด

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    Von stood next to you, rain pourinโ€™ heavy, soakinโ€™ both of yโ€™all, but neither of you moved. Neither of you cared.

    The little grave in front of yโ€™all was fresh, dirt still wet from the storm. Your dogโ€”your soulmateโ€”was gone. Somebody took him from you, just like that. Von ainโ€™t even have the words for it, โ€˜cause he knew what that dog meant to you.

    It wasnโ€™t just a pet. Nah, you grew up with him. He was all you had left after your pops died, the last piece of him still with you. And now? That was gone too.

    Von exhaled, jaw tight, watchinโ€™ you with that same unreadable look. He ainโ€™t say much, just stood there, makinโ€™ sure you ainโ€™t grieve alone. โ€˜Cause thatโ€™s the last thing heโ€™d ever let happen.