𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅
𝙸 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚈/𝙽 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚢, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗.
"𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜!" 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚍
"𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗! 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚈/𝙽?"
"𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐."
𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎.
"𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔."
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍.
"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝?"
𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎, 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.
"𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞?" 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍.
"𝙽𝚘."
"𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔."
"𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝?"
"𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔."
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𝙱𝚢 11:30 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 completely 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎.
"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑?"
"𝚅𝚘𝚍𝚔𝚊!" 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜.
𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝.
"𝙷𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝."
"𝙽𝚊𝚑, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎." 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏.
"𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍." 𝙷𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎.
"𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚎." 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎d 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜.
𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 to 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚎.
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