"𝚆𝚘𝚠 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗! 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚐𝚘 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜! 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 to 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜, 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐!
"𝚈/𝙽 𝙸 𝚕𝚘---"
"𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝. 𝙸𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘- 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜-- 𝙸'𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛." 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜.
𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍. 𝚆𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘.
"𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊- 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌. 𝚆- 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚑𝚞𝚑? 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙼𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝙱𝙸𝚃𝙲𝙷! 𝙸𝚝 𝚠- 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚑-𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍--𝚍- 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎!" 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚢.
"𝚈/𝙽. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍, 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜. 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸 am 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚠." 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝.
" 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢? 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚑𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗! 𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐." 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛.
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