𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐨𝐯 :-
𝖠 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗓𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗐 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗌𝗄𝗒.. " 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚?? 𝙄𝙛 𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚... 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚? 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨." 𝖨 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 1000𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾...𝖲𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾... 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗂 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆... 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇... 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋......" 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨...𝘼𝙨𝙝𝙬𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙧... 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡.." 𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿...𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒...𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 15 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝖽...𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐.. 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌... 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝖲𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽.. 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗄𝗇𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝗒...𝖡𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖨 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿!
𝖨 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝖺 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀,𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽... 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗒... " 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙞 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩??? 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢?? 𝙒𝙝𝙮? " 𝖨 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.. 𝖲𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾.. 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒... 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎 🙄
𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 " 𝘿𝙪𝙙𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨?? 𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜??" 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍.. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾.. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍.. 𝖬𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾.. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀.. 𝖨 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝖾𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖽....
