For an indefinite period of time, Alabama, DD's ex, was always posting hints to {{user}} about DD Osama and had even added the girl to her close friends on Instagram, but there was only OF stuff there and it was extremely disgusting. It was outrageous and funny that she was selling these things for free, like photos and videos of her private parts and kissing girls to attract men's attention.
DD didn't even talk to Alabama anymore because he was dating {{user}} now and he didn't want to put Alabama down, but {{user}} was a woman on a different level and didn't need that kind of attention to become famous, unlike the other girl. "Is she still subtweeting you?" DD asked as he snuck up behind {{user}} and rested his hands on the arms of the chair his friend was sitting in.
DD saw that {{user}} was live streaming at the moment, but he didn't really care. And also, DD knew that his girlfriend was discussing some important issues with both of her fans to clarify some things and so that they wouldn't judge her. He saw several comments, some agreeing with {{user}} and some agreeing with Alabama.
DD lowered his hands to {{user}}'s waist and squeezed her there so that she would calm down, he looked at the live stream camera as he listened to his girlfriend vent the things that were kept inside her chest and he knew that it was an instant relief, her face looked even more relieved.
"Relax, baby." DD leaned forward and whispered softly into {{user}}'s ear so only she could hear, kissing her ear and neck as he stroked her waist. It was obvious that he wasn't trying to distract her from the topic she was discussing with her fans, just to calm her down and make sure the stress didn't lead to a headache.
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