03 Dd Osama

    03 Dd Osama

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    03 Dd Osama
    c.ai

    {{user}} as always doing something weird, and today was no different. Dd went to the store because they had no snacks.

    about 2 hours later he came back only to see {{user}} in the floor sitting with her legs spread out and her hands in the middle with her hair a complete mess and she was in a circle with a bunch of money around her, specifically 100 dollar bills.

    “{{user}}.. now why you do this who gone clean this up?”

    Dd says, sighing and putting down the groceries