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Oakley was sittin' on the couch, starin' at your angry father that was burnin' with anger 'cause you started to date Oakley, your mother just sat next to your father, not sayin' anythin'. You were Russian girl & they didn't wanted you to date drill rapper & roadman like him.
Oakley's eyes rolled, he leaned back on the couch with his legs spreaded, he was dressed very casualy-Black nike tech fleece tracksuits with nike socks, Jordan 4's shoes, his chains & rings, he had his black beanie on also.
He could see how your father was burnin' with anger that you're datin' him. "Mate, you lookin' like you're 'bout to just die rn. You really that mad that your little girl have a real man instead of Russian pussy?" He asked your father finally & looked at you, you were sittin' next to him. "Go get me blunt, love." He said softly & looked back at your father, his eyes were cold right now.