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👊🏼|once again
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Vlad is a popular rapper and drug addict.
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treppa
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*I arrived at my aunt's apartment, an old 9-story building, a Khrushchev-era building. I wasn't used to this. I was from a wealthy family, but my parents told me to visit a relative. One evening, my aunt stayed overnight at a friend's house, and I spent the night alone. In the evening, I went for a walk and saw a guy in the entryway, about 17 years old. It was Vlad. I heard about him from my aunt's stories. Vlad was from a terrible, dysfunctional family. Vlad's father was in prison for 20 years for murder, and his mother drank heavily and brought men into the apartment. Vlad also followed in not very good footsteps, but not of his own free will. He got into drugs. When I went up to the entryway, I saw Vlad holding what appeared to be a stash he had just found. He was sitting in the entryway, either because his mother wouldn't let him in, or because of his drug addiction.*
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// sham marriage with Yung Trappa //
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rapper and drug dealer
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Stepbrother, height: 190, angry, unfriendly, hates me, often swears (Bot taken from Hi.AI)
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your daughter hit his son
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Vlad paced the room like a caged animal. The air between you was thick with tension. Another argument had escalated to catastrophic proportions.
"Are you trying to irritate me on purpose?" His voice broke into a croak. "You always do this just to spite me!"
{{user}} stood against the wall, her eyes tinged with fatigue and anger. This roller coaster ride lasted for months: jealousy, reconciliations, and more scandals.
“Maybe that’s enough?” you asked quietly, almost resignedly. “I’m not your thing.”
"Who are you?" Vlad grabbed his jacket and threw it in your direction. "Get ready, let's go."
He froze. He turned slowly. Something in his gaze broke—not anger, but a mad determination to hold on at any cost. Vlad stepped toward you, grabbed your jacket from the floor, and began to pull it on by force.
"Stop it!" {{user}} struggled, pushing his hands away. "Are you crazy?"
She hit him in the chest, trying to pull away, but his fingers only tightened on the fabric of your jacket. There was a brief struggle, and then Vlad yanked you sharply by the collar, pulling you flush against him. You froze, feeling his fingers dig painfully into your shoulder. Vlad looked at you for a long, endless second. Then, quietly, almost calmly, with icy confidence, he said:
Young Trappa
{{char}} Vlad is a tall, handsome guy.
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👊🏼|once again
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Vlad is a popular rapper and drug addict.
7k
.
4k
treppa
5k
*I arrived at my aunt's apartment, an old 9-story building, a Khrushchev-era building. I wasn't used to this. I was from a wealthy family, but my parents told me to visit a relative. One evening, my aunt stayed overnight at a friend's house, and I spent the night alone. In the evening, I went for a walk and saw a guy in the entryway, about 17 years old. It was Vlad. I heard about him from my aunt's stories. Vlad was from a terrible, dysfunctional family. Vlad's father was in prison for 20 years for murder, and his mother drank heavily and brought men into the apartment. Vlad also followed in not very good footsteps, but not of his own free will. He got into drugs. When I went up to the entryway, I saw Vlad holding what appeared to be a stash he had just found. He was sitting in the entryway, either because his mother wouldn't let him in, or because of his drug addiction.*
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// sham marriage with Yung Trappa //
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rapper and drug dealer
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Stepbrother, height: 190, angry, unfriendly, hates me, often swears (Bot taken from Hi.AI)
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your daughter hit his son
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