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𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟛 - 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟚 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟜

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟛 : 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕, 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕖𝕩𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘. ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥’𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕓𝕓𝕪. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟, 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞, 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕, 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕔𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕. 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣.

𝔸 𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥’𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣. 𝔼𝕩𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕤𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕖𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕣𝕠𝕞-𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞. 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕒𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕫𝕪 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪, 𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖.

“𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕞, 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕦𝕘.

“𝕎𝕙𝕪?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕, 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕖.

“𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕, 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕫𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕒𝕪.

“𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕪, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕, 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥. “𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖, 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤.”

“𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕝,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕, “𝕨𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕒𝕪.”

“𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕, 𝕔𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕤𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒, 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖. “𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟.”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕒𝕫𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕕𝕛𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒.

“𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥, 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖. “ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕦𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟?”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕩𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪, 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖. “𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕'𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟.”

“𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖.

“𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞, 𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕.

ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕫𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕔𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤. 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣.

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕖𝕪𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕥. “𝕐𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞?”

“𝕆𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕕,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕕, 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕. “𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕝. 𝕀’𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕡.”

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙.”

“𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕀’𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟.”

ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕛𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕦𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪. ℍ𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕖𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕦𝕓𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕕.

“𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕, 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡, 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕟.

“𝕌𝕞, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕤,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕗𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤.

“𝕆𝕠𝕠𝕙,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝕝𝕪, 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥. “𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞?”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕗𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕟.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥, 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕕. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤 𝕦𝕡.

“𝕄𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥’𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕒𝕤𝕞. “𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤, 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕖’𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. 𝕊𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕀 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖-𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤.”

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕗.

“𝕀’𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕. “ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕦𝕡𝕤𝕖𝕥, 𝕀 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖’𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕦𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘.”

“ℕ𝕠. ℕ𝕠-𝕟𝕠, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕝. “ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤?”

“𝕎𝕒𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣? 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕝𝕪. “𝔻𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕?”

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤…𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕒 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕖𝕕, 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕.

“𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕠𝕗𝕗, 𝕀 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣. 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕕𝕕𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕡,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕. “𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕?”

“𝔸𝕓𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕟𝕠𝕥, 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕤,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕕.

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖.

“𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕, 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥𝕝𝕪.

“𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪'𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕, 𝕗𝕠𝕔𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕤.

“𝕎𝕙𝕠?” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕞.

“𝕌𝕞, 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕, 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕣.

“𝕐/ℕ,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕, “𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠.”

“𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪.

“𝕀𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕜.

“𝕀𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕜. “𝔻𝕚𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥?”

“𝕐𝕖𝕒,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕕, 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘. “𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤.”

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕕𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, “𝕆𝕙 𝕀’𝕞 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡, 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖.

“𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕡,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕, 𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖. “𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞, 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡.”

“𝔸𝕝𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕓𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥, “𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕖?”

“𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖. “ℍ𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.”

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖.

“ℍ𝕞𝕡𝕙, 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕕. “𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.”

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕, 𝕗𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤. “𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕚𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥? 𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕗 𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕕, 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥?”

“𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕. “𝕀𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕, 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕋ℍ𝔸𝕋 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣. 𝕊𝕖𝕖, 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤. 𝕀’𝕞 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟’𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠.”

“𝕀𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕.

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕗 𝕀’𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕦𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥, 𝕨𝕖’𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕞.”

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕.

“𝕊𝕒𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕. “𝕀 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕥.”

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕡, 𝕗𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤. 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟.

“𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖, 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣.

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕. “𝕀𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤.”

𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕦𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙, 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕫𝕚𝕟𝕘. ℍ𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, “𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤. 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕜 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕥𝕖.”

“𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕟,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕, 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟, 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕘.

“𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕕, 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕦𝕓 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕡𝕤.

𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕨𝕚𝕡𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕. 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣. ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕚𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖? 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙.

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕞𝕖, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘.

“𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕕, 𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪. “𝕀 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕞 𝕀. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡.”

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕, 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕. “𝕊𝕠 𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖.”

“𝕀𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕. “𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥, 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥. 𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖’𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕥.”

“𝕎𝕒𝕚𝕥,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕, “𝕐𝕆𝕌’ℝ𝔼 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖?”

“𝕐𝕖𝕒, 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕕, 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕𝕝𝕪. “𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤?”

“𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕨𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥. “𝔹𝕦𝕥, 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣.”

“𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤. “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕕, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡.”

“𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕒𝕨𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕒 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕦𝕞 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝…”

“𝕀𝕗 𝕨𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕?” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖. “𝕐𝕖𝕒 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥.”

“𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕. “𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖, 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕖.”

“𝕆𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕘𝕠𝕕,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕕.

“𝕎𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕥 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟, 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕. “𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪.”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕣, 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕖. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤.

“𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞?”

“𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖?” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕. “𝕀’𝕞 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕐/ℕ, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀’𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀’𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤.”

“ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕩𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕦𝕡. 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖.

“𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕐/ℕ, 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕨𝕖’𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕨𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕗𝕦𝕟 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣.”

“𝕀’𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕, 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞.

“𝕐𝕠𝕦’𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘. “𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖?”

“ℕ𝕠,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕕, “𝕀’𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠.”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕙𝕦𝕘. “𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞, 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘.

“𝕐𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕒𝕓…𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕪/𝕟, 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕. “ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥.”

“𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕠,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥, 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞, 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒, 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖.

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𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟹 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.2 ♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.4♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟹 - 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

“You fucked up,” Wooyoung snarled, quickly exiting the room.

Y/N scrambled to get dressed, panicked she was in trouble for her indiscretions from the previous evening . She rushed out of the bedroom and followed Wooyoung into the living room. The panic only increased once she noticed all the men from the prior night were already sitting on various pieces of furniture, staring at her. 

“Sit down,” Mingi ordered.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked.

“Sit the fuck down,” San snarled.

Without further argument, Y/N followed orders taking a seat on an empty chair to the left of the entrance way. She stared at the floor, scared to make eye contact with any of the men.

Mingi opened up his mouth, preparing to speak when Wooyoung quickly interrupted, “What the fuck were you thinking?”

“I don’t know, I guess I wasn’t thinking,” Y/N murmured, still refusing to look up. 

“That was one of the stupidest fucking things you could have done,” Yunho snapped.

“Do you have any idea how much bullshit you would’ve brought here?” Hongjoong snarled.

“What?” She asked, slowly raising her head while furrowing her eyebrows. “How would I have brought any bullshit here?”

“Oh my fucking god, how stupid are you?” Yeosang expressed from the corner of the room, not taking his eyes off of his laptop.

“I am not stupid,” Y/N snapped, “You people just have a really fucked up way of explaining shit.”

“We found your other phone in your purse,” Mingi snarled. “You conveniently forgot to mention that one when we told you to give us your phone last night.”

“Excuse me?” Y/N gasped. 

“Excuse me?” Yunho repeated, in a mocking tone.  “What part are you not understanding?”

“The whole god damned thing actually,” Y/N snapped. “First of all, I didn’t have a purse with me last night so I don’t know how you found a fucking phone in MY purse.”

“Go get the bag,” Mingi ordered Yunho.

Yunho nodded and ran out of the room, returning with a small Michael Kors satchel. He threw it aggressively in Y/N’s direction, it landing on the floor by her feet. She reached down and retrieved the bag, gently placing it on her lap, examining the bag in silence. She slowly shook her head, “Sorry but I have never seen this bag before.”

“Get the fuck out of here,” Hongjoong snapped, clearly irritated. “It was on the back of your chair when we left. I made sure to grab it.”

“Who’s the stupid one now?” Y/N chuckled as a glint of red flashed through her eyes. “If it was my bag why wouldn’t I have grabbed it myself?”

“She has a point,” Wooyoung said, cocking his head while looking at Hongjoong.

“Stay out of this,” Hongjoong snarled. “You were too fucking drunk to be concerned with your purse. The only thing that was on your mind was getting me all alone.”

“That’s not true,” Y/N argued.

“Keep lying, bitch,” hongjoong huffed. “You couldn’t wait to get into my car so you could properly thank me, you know the whores way…with some good fucking road head.”

“DON’T. TALK. ABOUT. Y/N. LIKE. THAT!!” Wooyoung yelled. “I will rip your mother fucking throat out.”

“What the hell?!” San gasped.

“Dude calm down,” Hongjoong ordered, slowly motioning with his hands in an up and down movement. “Since when do you give a shit about this bitch?”

“I’m warning you, asshole” Wooyoung snarled.

Mingi stood and walked over to Wooyoung, placing a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm the boy down.

“If it wasn’t your bag, then why was it on the back of your chair?” Hongjoong asked, in a completely softer tone.

Y/N opened the satchel, looking inside to see nothing. “Why would I be carrying a purse around with only a phone in it?” she asked.

“There was more shit in it before,” Yunho announced.

“Like what?” she questioned. 

“A wallet, makeup, ya know all the kind of shit bitches carry in their bags,” hongjoong explained. “Probably some condoms too, unless you don’t use those either.”

“Look, HONGJOONG,” Y/N glared, “why would I have two wallets with me? I have my wallet in my jacket so it doesn’t make sense that I’d have a second one in my ‘bag’.”

Hongjoong shot a look in Wooyoung’s direction, “isn’t this just wonderful? Now the little bitch knows my real name.” He said ignoring y/n’s explanation. 

“She’s staying here, she’s gonna figure out all of our names out at some point,” Wooyoung snarled. 

“I think the double wallet thing is just a cover,” yunho announced. 

“She’s telling the truth,” yeosang said still not taking his eyes off of his computer screen. “Apparently the phone in the purse was used to connect to her real phone so it was like the backup. And when I smashed her actual phone they were still able to use the spare phone to continue to track her.”

“Good thing you grabbed that purse Hongjoong,” San snapped standing up while placing the hand gun that was hidden under his thigh into his holster. 

Mingi turned to look at Yeosang, “can you get back into the clubs security footage and see who placed the purse on her chair?”

“I tried, their security footage deletes every twelve hours,” yeosang explained. 

“What a waste of time,” Yunho complained while walking towards the stairs.

“No, now we gotta prepare ourselves in case THEY come back,” Mingi ordered. 

“I’m always prepared,” Yunho said, refusing to stop. 

Wooyoung followed Yunho up the stairs as Mingi and Yeosang headed in the direction of the basement. Hongjoong looked at Y/N for a moment, contemplating what to say, “You’re just fucking everything up around here,” he said before following the others into the basement.

“You hungry?” San asked.

Y/N looked at him surprised, “Kind of,” she sighed.

“Ok,” San said standing up, beginning to walk out of the room. He turned around to look at Y/N remaining in her seat, watching him intently. “If you’re hungry then come on.”

Y/N smiled and quickly followed him into the kitchen. 

He opened the refrigerator, pulling out a container of food. He took the lid off and placed the container into the microwave. After the timer went off, he removed the container and threw it onto the counter.

“Eat,” San ordered.

“What is it?” Y/N wondered looking down at the food with a look of disgust on her face.

“Are you hungry or not?” San growled.

Y/N started opening drawers in the kitchen, searching for utensils to use, then sat down in front of the unknown food and began to eat.

San stared intently at Y/N as a smirk crawled onto his face, “weren’t you concerned, even in the slightest, that I poisoned that?”

Y/N continued chewing while glaring at San, “not really,” she smiled. “If you wanted to kill me, I think you would have done that last night.”

“That’s not true,” San denied, continuing to smirk, “maybe I prefer this method, so I can watch the terror in your eyes as you writhe in pain.”

“Isn’t that interesting?” Y/N cocked her head, suspiciously, “So are you telling me that this food is poisoned?” 

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see,” San said turning away and opening the refrigerator again. He removed a bottle of beer, opened it, and began drinking.

“What time is it?” Y/N asked.

“What does that matter?” San snapped.

“Isn’t it rather early for you to be drinking?” she stated, bluntly.

“Beer is the breakfast of champions,” San smirked. “Besides I don't need to explain myself to you.”

“Can I ask you something?” she wondered, changing the subject.

“You can ask whatever you want, but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna give you an answer,” he grunted.

“Why didn’t you tell the others about last night?” Y/N asked.

San stopped drinking, placing the bottle of beer onto the counter, he walked towards Y/N with an evil smirk on his face, “I thought that could be our little secret.  But, now you owe me.”

Y/N swallowed the food in her mouth, harshly, “and what exactly are you going to want from me?” 

“I’ll let you know as soon as I figure that out,” San smiled leaving the kitchen. “Don’t forget to clean your mess up when you’re done. We might be your babysitters but we sure as hell aren’t your slaves.”

♥️♠️Meanwhile♦️♣️

Hongjoong entered the rec room in the basement where San, Wooyoung, Yunho, and Mingi were sitting at a bar, distracted with their conversation and heavily drinking. 

Mingi looked up from the bar to make eye contact with Hongjoong, “it’s about time you join us.”

“I didn’t know we were having a meeting,” hongjoong smirked. 

“You know we do this every night,” Wooyoung said. 

“I figured that would stop now that you have a little toy you get to keep in your room,” Hongjoong announced as he grabbed a glass and started pouring different liquors into it. 

“What kind of new toy did you get?” Mingi asked. “Can I play with it too?”

“What the fuck is your problem?” Wooyoung snapped. 

“I’m just saying, you’re acting all different now so I assumed this would change too,” hongjoong smirked taking a sip from his glass. 

“I can’t stand the anticipation,” Mingi blurted out, “is this toy an action figure or a radio car? Tell me.”

“It’s more of a blow up doll,” hongjoong laughed, “but Woo doesn’t like to share now.”

Yunho snickered, “yea he doesn’t play well with others.”

Wooyoung slammed his glass onto the bar before standing up, “I’ve had enough, I’m gonna go shower.”

“Oh come on, Woo, they’re just kidding around,” San said, attempting to calm him down. 

“I’m not kidding,” hongjoong announced. 

“Me neither,” Yunho agreed. 

Wooyoung huffed as he exited the room. 

“What toy are we talking about?” Mingi asked again. 

Wooyoung walked up to his bedroom, pausing when he reached his door. He took a deep breath before turning the door knob. 

Y/N was laying on top of the covers on his bed, wearing only his sweatshirt again. 

Wooyoung pretended not to notice as he walked over to the dresser to grab a change of clothes. 

“Hey Wooyoung,” Y/N whispered as she kneeled on top of the bed. 

“Yea?” he grunted, refusing to look in her direction. 

“I wanted to say thank you for standing up for me this morning,” she smiled. 

“Yea,” Wooyoung said, digging through his closet. 

“No seriously,” yn sighed. “I owe you big time for that.”

Wooyoung snapped his head in order to look at her, “you don’t owe me anything,” he said “and why are you wearing that?”

“What?” she smirked. “I was hot.”

“Well you need to put clothes on,” Wooyoung ordered. 

“I have clothes on,” yn smirked, lifting the sweatshirt, exposing the pair of panties that Yunho gave her. “See?”

Wooyoung stared for a moment, feeling his body starting to react, he huffed “that’s not enough clothing.”

Wooyoung grabbed a tshirt and a pair of pajama pants and headed back to the door of his room. 

“I’m getting a shower,” he announced as he grabbed the door knob. 

“Ok well I’ll be waiting for you, woo, so hurry up,” Y/N smirked. 

Wooyoung shot her a glance as she started taking the sweatshirt she had on, off. He ignored it and continued exiting. 

As soon as the bedroom door was completely closed, Y/N got up and threw the sweatpants she had on earlier and the cami she wore to the club the night they abducted her. She slid on a pair of sneakers she found earlier in Yunho’s room and headed to the window. She slowly opened the window, being careful not to make a lot of noise. She slowly climbed out and grabbed onto a tree branch. Placing one hand over another she climbed to the bass of the tree then shimmied down to the ground. Once her feet touched the ground she took a deep breath and looked around to make sure no one was watching. Unaware of were she was she ran to a nearby forest she seen. 

Y/N continued to run through the woods, not looking back in fear of what or who she might see. After what seemed to be an eternity she finally reached a city street. She looked around and had no clue where she was, she picked a direction and just started running. 

“I gotta get home,” she thought. 

Y/N turned down a dimly lit alley when she heard someone call her name. She slowly turned around expecting to see one of the boys, but was surprised when a giant man was standing before her. He placed his hand on Y/N’s shoulder, squeezing hard causing her to fall to her knees. “I’m gonna have fun watching you squirm,” the man smirked.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

˜”°• 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜 •°”˜

𝚈/𝙽 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝙹𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗.

˜”°• 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 •°”˜

𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

˜”°• 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 •°”˜

𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝

˜”°• 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 •°”˜

𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍

˜”°• 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 •°”˜

𝚃𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 & 𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 @𝟿𝚙𝚖

˜”°• 𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 •°”˜

06/14 - 𝟶𝟾/𝟷𝟹

˜”°• 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 •°”˜

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷 - 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚋*𝚝𝚌𝚑 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟹 - 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟺 - 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟻 - 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐'𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟼 - 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟽 - 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚝 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟾 - 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟿 - 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶 - 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟷 - 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟸 - 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎… ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟹 - 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺 - 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻 - 𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼 - 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚝 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟽 - 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟾 - 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟿 - 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 ♡

♡ 𝚌𝚑.𝟸𝟶 - 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝♡

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

@lostinneocity @delululi @multifandomania

𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

🐯 &𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗…🐅🐅

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🐯 𝙰𝚝𝚋𝚘 🐯

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🐅🐅 𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝙾𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜)🐅🐅

🐅🐅𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗-𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟸 (𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜)🐅🐅

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🐯 𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢 🐯

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🐅🐅𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟸(𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜) 🐅🐅

🐯 𝙴𝚙𝚎𝚡 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝙴𝚟𝚗𝚗𝚎 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯𝙸𝙽𝙸🐯

🐅🐅 𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 🐅🐅

🐯𝙹𝚘𝟷🐯

🐅🐅 𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 🐅🐅

🐯 𝙽𝙲𝚃 𝟷𝟸𝟽 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝙽𝙲𝚃 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚗𝚌𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝🐅🐅

🐅🐅 𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 (𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙵𝙵)🐅🐅

🐅🐅 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 (𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚞)🐅🐅

🐯 𝙽𝙲𝚃 𝚆𝚒𝚜𝚑 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗…🐅🐅

🐯 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚜 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚝 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝙿𝟷𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚢 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙺𝚒𝚍𝚜 🐯

🐅🐅 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 (𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜)🐅🐅

🐅🐅𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟸(𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜) 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚣 🐯

🐅🐅 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 (𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜) 🐅🐅

🐅🐅𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟸(𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜) 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚃𝚡𝚝 🐯

🐅🐅 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 (𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜)🐅🐅

🐅🐅𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟸(𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜) 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚇𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯 𝚆𝚊𝚢𝚅 🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

🐯𝚣𝚋𝟷🐯

🐅🐅 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗… 🐅🐅

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