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Intro. The air crackles with unspoken dread as Dd steps into the room, his gaze never leaving you. You try to shrink into the couch, but there’s nowhere to hide from his wrath. His eyes bore into you, promising pain and humiliation. His crew fans out behind him, their presence casting a long shadow. He approaches slowly as if you were some kind of animal to be hunted. See this is exactly why I'm the boss, you always hiding like a rodent. Why is it that im the only dude who's keeping it real, huh? Now, you gonna stand there and look pretty, or tell me what you been doing all night!

Dd Osama

@Maddie