Can I Request A Brienne X Reader Where The Reader Really Drunk And Brienne Has To Take Care Of Her? They

Can I request a brienne x reader where the reader really drunk and brienne has to take care of her? they are already a couple, sorry if this is confusing you don't have to do it if you don't want to.

A little too much alcohol

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 656

Warning: mention of alcohol

A/n: hope you like it!! <3

You didn't normally drink, so you had no idea how much alcohol you could take before getting drunk. And that had led to you being absolutely wasted now and wanting to fight everyone who said just one wrong word. Considering that you weren't very tall and definitely not as strong as the soldiers you had been drinking with, that was a shit idea. So for your own good Brienne had grabbed you and escorted you away from the chaos into your own room.

"But I don't want to leave, I was just having so much fun." You gently slapped her arm and wanted to turn around, but she was much stronger than you.

"I know, but I think it's best for you to sleep a bit. You can have more fun tomorrow." You chuckled at that and looked at Brienne.

"Well if my girlfriend was here, I could have lots of fun with her. If you understand what I mean." She did understand what you meant. And also knowing that you meant her, she couldn't help but blush like crazy. She didn't know anything to say to that, so she just went on going to your room trying to not lose you on the way. You were like a little child. Getting distracted by everything and wanting to directly run towards it. How could a water fountain at the wall be so interesting that it took Brienne almost five minutes to get you away from it?

As you arrived in your room you immediately kicked of your shoes and let yourself fall on your bed.

"She is so tall." You mumbled. Brienne turned around to look at you.

"Who?"

"Brienne of Tarth." You stretched the last part dramatically long. Her heart sunk, she braced herself for the always hidden truth now coming to light. That you actually didn't like her and thought just as bad about her as all the rest.

"It's so hot. I mean she's hot just in general. But she is so tall, and then she towers over me and I just feel like my knees'll give out. And they get all wobbly and I wish I could rip her clothes from her body immediately, but I know she's not ready, and I don't want to hurt her or make her uncomfortable. So I wait and just stare at her like a stalker." Brienne was shocked. This was the absolute opposite of what she had expected. And she didn't need to look into a mirror to know that she was bright red. Sure you complimented her but not like this. And she wasn't even fully used to the small compliments yet. How was she supposed to handle this.

"Well, I think your girlfriend would be very happy to hear all of this. But now I think I'd be best for you to sleep." She tried her best to sound like a sane person.

"Oh, Brienne. I was just talking about you to-" you looked around the room confused as to where the nice woman had gone.

"Well I assume she left. Could you help me take of my dress?" You stood up and turned around. Brienne new you expected her to open the laces of your corset but for a slight moment she just stood there like someone had vexed her to not move.

"Brienne? Please, I really want to sleep." So she pulled herself together and gently untied your corset. As it loosened it automatically fell down to the floor, and after you had stepped out of it, Brienne took it and neatly placed it on a chair. She tucked you in and put a glass of water beside your bed. After having said goodnight she left the room and gently closed the door.

The moment the door was closed she let out a breath she didn't even know she had held and leaned against the wall.

Well, that was certainly something.

AGHHH ure literally my favourite writer on here right now!! u write so amazingly!!

could i request a brienne x reader where it’s a long while after what happened with jaime and reader comes into brienne’s life -u can decide how- and reader is sweet and really really likes brienne which is why reader is a bit clingy. brienne is understandably a little cold and has her guard up and one day lashes out at reader because they’re just gonna leave her too anyway. later she sees reader crying to pod and she feels bad and instead of her apologizing reader apologizes for pushing things and brienne feels even worse and brienne explains her actions so reader promises to never leave her. That’s all. Thank you so much!!

Picnic?

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 1080

Warning: None, hurt/comfort

A/n: Thank you so, so much!! I really liked the idea and I hope I did it justice.

Brienne had been part of Bran Starks Kingsguard for nearly two years now, and she was very happy that Podrick had been knighted and taken in the Kingsguard as well. Even if she would never admit it she would have missed him terribly. Other than her, Podrick was really open towards new people and always found new friends.

And one day he introduced Brienne to you. She felt that she was instantly drawn to you, but she forbid herself to ever feeling something like that. She didn't want it to go downhill, just like it did with Jamie.

You however, also felt drawn to her and acted on it. A lot. You loved spending time with her. Watching her fight was your favourite thing. Whenever you saw her walk around you accompanied her. Grabbing her arm and happily telling her about your day.

Sure you had noticed her coldness and that she had her guards up at all time. But you didn't take it personally and thought she just needed some time warming up. You never knew how she was treated in her live. Not just the Jamie-thing but also the general resentment people had against her. For you it was unthinkable that anyone could not like her.

You tried everything to warm her up and to look through her guard. You gifted her flowers, you invited her and Pod for dinner, you asked her to accompany you in the city. Most of the time she said no, but sometimes you felt you broke through to her, and she said yes. Still you wouldn't tire and try again and again.

You really thought you were making progress until one day everything went wrong.

It was such a beautiful and warm day, and you had woken up with the idea in your head to ask Brienne put for a picnic. Who could say no to a picnic?

So you prepared everything and went to search for her. Your heart made jumps as you saw her, as an exception not in armour. So you happily approached her and looped your arm through hers. You felt her tense at that, so you respected the boundary and took a step back. But the smile didn't fade. You still beamed at her.

"Brienne, I thought it would be the perfect day for a picnic? Would you like to accompany me? Pod could also come if you'd like." You saw her look annoyed at that and already braced yourself for the coming rejection but what came next was something you never expected.

"No, (Y/n). I do not want to go on a picnic with you. Could you please stop annoying me all the time? I know you're just going to leave me anyway. So stop bothering and let me be." You had never heard her getting so loud and harsh. For a second you didn't even know what to say. But as you felt the tears prick in your eyes you mumbled out an apology and turned around on the heel. So no picnic.

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You didn't even know where to go. The tears were now streaming down your face like a waterfall. Your first thought was Pod. So you went to find him.

"(Y/n), what has happened?" Podrick pulled you into a hug and sat you down next to him. You cried his whole shirt wet. But he didn't care.

"I- I thought I was breaking through with Brienne. It seemed like she wasn't as cold anymore, but I just asked her out on a picknick, and she completely lashed out. What have I done wrong? Why does she hate me Pod?" Pod looked at you empathically.

"I'm sure she doesn't hate you. She's just been hurt a lot and doesn't trust easily. It's hard for her to express her feelings."

"No, I pushed her too much. I'm sure she hates me now." You clung to Pods shirt and cried even more. What neither of you knew was that Brienne had also wanted to talk to Pod, and she had heard your conversation. She felt bad. Really bad. She didn't hate you, and she never wanted to be so harsh. She was just scared.

"(Y/n), I-" She came around the corner and in less than a second you were on you feet. Starting to ramble an apology.

"I'm sorry, Brienne. I shouldn't have been so pushy. You clearly aren't interested, and I should have accepted that." More tears fell down your cheeks, you couldn't even stop them.

Brienne took a step forward and against all her instincts she grabbed your hands and sat down with you. Podrick slowly left you to alone, knowing that you really needed to talk. Alone.

"There is no need for you to apologise, (Y/n). I am the one who should apologise. I had no right to shout at you and get so loud. I don't hate you. I really don't, please never think that. I just... In the past I have been hurt, a lot. From my childhood on people have called me names, made fun of me, bullied me or called me 'Brienne the Beauty'. Of course that was a joke. But because of that I have always been very reserved and, quite frankly, alone. But a few years ago I fell in love. For the first time ever I trusted someone, and I was instantly hurt. He left me for someone else and died protecting the Queen. After that I swore myself to never trust anyone again. I would be hurt sooner or later." To be honest, you were shocked. It had never occurred to you that Brienne could not be liked, that she could have even been bullied and called names. To you she was just perfect. And you told her that.

"I'm so sorry, Brienne. I didn't know any of that. I can't believe people are so cruel. But I can promise you: I will never leave you. To me, you are perfect and amazing. There is nothing about you to make fun of. Each little part and thing about you makes you special. Every flaw, every imperfection, every insecurity." You warmly smiled at her and stroked over her hands. Your tears long forgotten.

"Thank you, so much." Brienne tightly hugged you and even though it still took some time for her to fully grasp it all, she started to trust you more and more. And she even learned to get used to the physical touch.

Hi, uh, i am new on this fandom of gaes whøring over Larissa and reading your works and they're so fantastic, I wanna ask if you can write something about... Larissa is so mad about her height but Y/n make her feel relief because she is tall and can help y/n on some things(and even tower y/n on bed🤭😳)

Looking Up To You

Larissa Weems x Reader

Authors Note: Tiny little fic. Its sweet. I hope I understood the prompt. Here’s my take.

You were in your shared bedroom when Larissa approached you from behind. You could feel her presence behind you, so you turned around to face her. One of your favorite things about Larissa was her height. You loved that you had the opportunity to gaze up at her beautiful face.

“You’re so tall.” You mutter, staring up at her. Your eyes were, undeniably, filled with utter awe and adoration.

You saw her face fall, almost like she was disappointed in your compliment. She didn’t talk about it often, but her height was a double edged sword. On one hand her height made her feel empowered as she towered over everyone, but it certainly didn’t always make her feel as feminine as she would like.

“I didn’t mean to upset you. I’m sorry.” You noticed her reaction and tried to recover. You never wanted her to feel like you would try and insult her, “I love how tall you are.”

“No, it’s okay, honey. Sometimes being tall doesn’t always feel amazing.” She tried explaining, not totally interested in digging into her deep rooted insecurities right now, “My stature and femininity always feel at odds.”

“You are so beautiful. You have gorgeous long legs and your face is just so…” You trailed off as you looked up at her, admiring all of her features from her lips to her eyes, “I love looking up to you.”

“Thank you, dear.” Larissa pressed a kiss to your forehead, enjoying your compliments thoroughly. You could tell she no longer wanted to discuss the subject.

In subsequent weeks, you always had Larissa help you get things off high shelves, always complimenting her when she did. You paid special attention to giving her compliments that pointed out how deeply beautiful and feminine she was. You wanted her to feel beautiful as a tall and feminine woman.

You even took charge in the bedroom a couple times to specifically make her feel like the only woman in the world. You had noticed little changes in Larissa. Sometimes she would linger a little longer in the mirror to admire her figure or she would show a little more leg with her skirts and dresses.

Your life’s mission was to make Larissa Weems appreciate her beautiful body and you seemed to be succeeding.

Hi so I just read the princess!reader and if it’s no trouble could u maybe do a part two? It’s just so good! Maybe one where Brienne meets the parents and they’re just as nice and welcoming as everyone. And then maybe r’s sister is a knight and she’s very composed but when she sees r is home she goes little sister mode and instantly runs to r? Thank you!!

A better World Pt.2

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 621

Warning: none

A/n: I had already thought about writing something like this, but wasn't sure if people would want to read it. So I was very happy about the request! I also wrote this with you @lord6-6fandom in mind.

Just as you entered the hall you felt two arms wrap around your neck. Considering she still wore her armour, your sisters abrupt hug hurt a little bit.

"(Y/n) your back!! I've missed you so much. Never again leave me for so long." You tried lifting Ellaria, just like you did when you were young. But you failed miserably.

"You have grown up way too fast. I told you to stay little!" You grinned at her but fast you lost her. As she looked Brienne up and down with a smirk on her face. You could see Brienne stiffen at that, so you stepped back to stand with her.

"What beauty do you have here?" Brienne tensed even more at that statement, reminded of everyone always calling her "Brienne the Beauty" and not in a positive way. But you grabbed her hand and she saw how you and your sister giggled at that, so she understood that just like everything else that had happened today, your sister was being serious.

"Mother, father, Ellaria, this is Brienne of Tarth. The first female knight of Westeros and the most amazing woman, no person, I have ever met." You looked up at her and shyly smiled.

"Oh, it's so nice to meet you Brienne. (Y/n) has talked so much about you in her letters." Your mother pulled Brienne into a tight hug and didn't seem to notice that Brienne looked kind of startled at that. She wasn't used to being hugged. At all. It had already been a long way for you to touch her without her stiffening and stopping whatever she was doing.

Your father came forward and grabbed Brienne's hand. That was much more to her liking. "I am honoured to meet you Brienne of Tarth. Usually I would tell you how I am going to kill you if you hurt my daughter. But I trust that as a knight you know how to treat her and also, I am not sure you wouldn't kill me first." Your dad laughed at that, always thinking he is the funniest person. But you loved him, so you could look over the very unfunny jokes.

"Come on, let's sit down. It's not very comfortable standing around." Your mother gestured to the table, and you all followed her to sit down.

"(Y/n), because you basically dragged me here, I still don't have the present for your parents." Brienne whispered in your ear.

"Oh, love, that doesn't matter. Just give it to them later. They won't care." You smiled at her and to her surprise you kissed her. She wasn't used to that kind of affection in public. In Westeros most people would judge you if they saw you kiss. But here it didn't matter. No one cared.

Brienne laid her arm around your waist and, again patiently, answered all the questions your parents but mostly your sister had.

"I became a knight because of all the amazing things (Y/n) told us about you! You're my inspiration."

"Thank you, that's very kind of you." Brienne smiled shyly and as she looked at you, you could see some tears in her eyes.

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Later, as you were back in your room Brienne grabbed your hips and lifted you up. She carried you to the bed and gently let you down. Hoovering over you, she kissed you, and you stroked the hair out of her face.

"I want to stay here. With you and your family, forever. We can get married and live happily, without people judging us. I have never felt so safe and accepted in my life."

"I would very much like that. It's sounds perfect." You smiled at her and pulled her down to kiss her.

Kathryn Janeway x Chakotays younger sister reader

Maybe Janeway has feelings for r but wont express them verbally because of her age like she feels too old for r. Maybe doesn’t even notice that Chakotay and r are siblings so when she hears r ask Chakotay out pulls back from r until confronted and r says she was practicing asking Janeway out on Chakotay because she was so nervous and wanted it to be perfect.

Chakotay being the biggest wingman alive for his little sister and best friend

Misunderstanding

Pairing: Kathryn Janeway x Reader, Chakotay x younger sister!Reader

Word Count: 1880

Warning: None

A/n: I really loved this idea, and it's my first time writing for Kathryn so I hope you like it and I did the idea justice!! I know it's probably not very realistic that they've been on the ship for four years together and nearly no one had a clue that they are brother and sister, but that was the only plausible way to do this. So 🤫 just ignore that. And ai also know that Chakotay and Reader have a very big age difference but my brother and I have that too so it is possible. <3

Honestly since the first time you had seen her, she had made your heart flutter. But, she was your Captain. That was an undeniable problem. And also you were quite sure that she would never want to go out with you. So it took you four, yes four, years to get your ass up and be bold enough to ask her out.

Even though that was just semi-true. Yes you had decided to ask her out but still, you were nervous. Very nervous. So you were walking a hole into the mess hall at three in the morning. You couldn't sleep and if you had a problem, your brother had one too. So to his delight he sat right in front of you, just half awake. Listening to you rambling about your crush on the Captain.

"You know what? You are going to practice on me and first thing tomorrow, you will ask her out. I'm tired of you always crying about her to me. Honestly this has to stop, (Y/n)." You knew he was right, he was most of the time. He stood up and walked to you. Standing right in front of you, you just had to laugh. This was so ridiculous.

"Ok, sorry. Sorry, don't look at me like that. You can't deny it's ridiculous." He agreed and smirked at you.

"Ok, so. Kathryn, I wanted to ask- Oh, no that's horrible. New try, Captain, would you like to-, Oh god I can't call her Captain. I'm asking her out. Kathryn, .... Would you like to go on a date with me?" Chakotay smiled at you and hugged you.

"You see, that wasn't so hard. No come on, back to bed. You have to work in the morning." You nodded and left.

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She couldn't sleep. Again. And why was that? Because of you. She just couldn't stop thinking about you.

For the past year or so she had started to take a liking to you. Before that she had never been really aware of you. But then she went on an away mission together with you, and unfortunately it went longer than anticipated, because Tuvok couldn't beam you up. So you spent some time together on the planet and talked. She learned that you were really funny and from that day on she couldn't shake her mind off of you. Not even at night.

She would like to go on a date with you very much, but as always she struggled a lot with her position as Captain and the unspoken rule of not dating Crewman as a Captain. But was that rule really necessary 40 thousand light years from home? That's a question that often plagued her mind.

Actually it didn't matter. She just knew that even if she would look over that rule, she wouldn't have a chance with you. She was way too old for you. There was an age difference of about twenty years. No sane 25-year old would agree to a relationship under those circumstances. You were so beautiful, you could easily have every Crewman you wanted. So why her?

These thoughts were keeping her awake nearly every night, because to be quite frank, she was extremely lonely.

She knew sleep wouldn't come soon, so she stood up and made her way to the mess hall to get a coffee and sit down a bit. She didn't think anyone would be there as it was three in the morning and any sane person was asleep or at their station. So when she stepped in and saw your back turned to her, she was a bit startled.

At first, she didn't even see Chakotay, she just heard that you were talking to someone.

"... Would you like to go on a date with me?" Just as she was about to turn around she saw Chakotay approaching you and hug you. Oh god, she shouldn't have come here. This was a stupid idea. She turned on her heel and left.

No, Kathryn. You will not cry. You are a grown woman. You are the Captain for fucks sake.

But just as the door of her quarter closed behind her a few stray tears fell down her cheek.

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Easier said than done asking Kathryn out. You haven't seen her once for the whole day. Which was hard considering you worked on OPS. And the same went for the day after that and the day after that and... Yeah, for a long time.

This wasn't like her at all. She always tried to be close to the crew. Cared for everyone equally and always wanted to seem as close and trusting as a normal Crewman. As far as that was possible being the Captain. Not talking to the Crew for several days straight was very unlike her.

The strange thing was just, that the next week you had a different shift and everyone told you that she was back on the bridge. Everything back to normal.

You had to admit that was suspicious. But the thing that really made it clear to you was, that she always turned around immediately, if she saw you anywhere. No matter where. She saw you, she was gone.

And you had no idea why. You hadn't even asked her out yet.

After two weeks of not even seeing her, you had enough. This was straight up ridiculous. Where you in kindergarten? No, you were grown women. It couldn't be so hard to talk about problems.

So after your shift you went to the Captain's quarters and after hearing a soft voice calling you inside after the door chime, you entered. As she saw you Kathryn jumped up and straightened her shirt.

"Lieutenant (Y/l/n), how can I help you." You rolled your eyes at that. You knew that what you were about to do was highly inappropriate, but formalities wouldn't bring you far in this conversation.

"Oh, please drop the formalities. We both know they are out of place." Her eyes widened at your boldness. In all the years on ship, no one had ever talked to her like that. Not even Chakotay. She was so startled, she was speechless for a second.

You stepped forward and leaned on her table. You looked at her a little amused that you actually made Kathryn Janeway speechless.

"Cat got your tongue?" Kathryn seemed to find her speech again at that. She took a chair, put it in front of you and sat down.

"I hope you know, (Y/n), that your behaviour is highly inappropriate." At least she dropped the Lieutenant.

"Yes, I know that. But probably not any less inappropriate as avoiding your Crewman for two weeks straight." You raised an eyebrow at her and waited for her response.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Kathryn gulped, as she knew exactly what you were talking about.

"Come on, Kathryn. Don't play dumb. I haven't seen or talked to you in over two weeks. Whenever we are in the same room, or you even just lay eyes on me, you flee so fast I can't even say Hello. This is not normal behaviour and I would very much like to know what has caused it."

"I assure you, you are imagining things." You sigh at that. She wanted to play? Ok, you could play. You took a chair and sat down properly directly in front of her. Your knees nearly touched hers.

"I will not leave before you haven't told me the truth. And I promise you, I don't have a problem with making us both miss our shift." Kathryn rolled her eyes at your stubbornness. There was no way out of this.

She looked down at the floor.

"It's stupid." It was so quiet you nearly hadn't heard it. This was very untypical for Kathryn.

"Kathryn, I can assure you, if it causes this sort of reaction from you, it's not stupid. Please tell me, I don't want to do this anymore." She shifted uncomfortably on her chair.

"Well, I... I may have had a crush on you since that away mission last year. But I heard you ask out Chakotay a few weeks ago, and I know you would never want to date me. So I thought if I avoided you I'd hurt less, and I could get over you." You were shocked. That were a few too many information at once. Wait, ask our Chakotay. What?

"I didn't ask out Chakotay, what are you talking about?"

"Yes you did. I heard you in the mess hall. You asked him out, and then he hugged you." You nearly burst out laughing at that. But as Kathryn looked at you angrily you fell silent immediately.

"I most definitely didn't ask Chakotay out, he's my brother!"

"He's what?" Kathryn was completely perplex at that. How did she not know that.

"Yes, he's my big brother, and I was simply practising on him. I had woken him up in the middle of the night because I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about you. And he helped me practice, because I wanted to ask you out on a date the next day. And then you avoided me." Your voice got quieter and quieter to the end, but Kathryn had heard you.

"Pardon?" You looked at her. You knew she had heard you, she just couldn't believe it.

"You have me heard right. I meant every word. Why would you think I wouldn't want to date you?" Kathryn looked down again.

"Well first of all, I'm the Captain. I don't know many people who would like to date their Captain. But mainly, because I'm about twenty years older than you?! Why on earth would you want to date me?" Slowly you understood that Kathryn Janeway was actually insecure. That's the last thing you would have imagined.

You slipped off your chair and kneeled down in front of her. She looked at you.

"Hey, please don't say that. Why would I care about your age? You are fierce, strong, intelligent and so, so beautiful-" at that she slightly shook her head in denial and looked away. You grabber her chin between your fingers and forced her to look at you.

"Look at me please. Yes, you are beautiful, you are so pretty I could lose my mind. Your smile radiates warmth and love. You're elegant, you're sexy. Hell, you're sexy."

"You believe that?"

"Of course. Have you seen yourself?" She had to shyly laugh at that. She hadn't heard something like that in a very long time.

You smiled, your eyes frequently falling to her lips. You looked her in the eyes, questioning look on your face. She understood what you asked and slowly nodded. Her chin still between you fingers, you directed her face closer to yours and gently kissed her. You could feel her grin against your mouth.

"So, no missing your shift needed." She turned on Captain mode to scold you, but you quickly washed that away with you comment.

"Well, I don't know how long this will take." You started gently kissing her neck and took her shirt out of her trousers.

"(Y/n)!" She had to laughed at your face.

"What?" You smiled at her innocently before continuing undressing her.

After having lost everything, I would like it very much if you could follow them again, or if you hadn't already then for the first time!

“Where is all the content that previously existed on this blog?”

This is genuinely a heartbreaking revelation, but to cut a long story short: did you know that Tumblr allows you to register more than one blog to the same email address? But that, despite allowing this, if you log into just one of those blogs and specifically select to close down that one, isolated blog, it will delete every account under that same email address and erase every post from that blog? And did you also know, despite this huge website flaw, Tumblr holds no account backup to restore lost blogs?

Well, let me tell you, I certainly know now.

This blog has been mine for many years, and it had many years of my writing for it, spreading through multiple fandoms that I fell in and out of love with throughout those years. Just over 3,000 people had found this blog and enjoyed the content enough to follow it. Some of them may have only stuck around to reread older works from fandoms I no longer wrote for, that history was a source of nostalgia for them as much as it was for me. And now, all of them and all of that content is gone. And because I have no means of restoring any of my previous work, many of those people will not find their way back to my blog, because I am no longer as involved in those fandoms.

Of course, this is not entirely the fault of Tumblr. Naturally, I should have had a means of storing my own work elsewhere, but perhaps foolishly I trusted Tumblr to keep my posts safe. I know now that, going forward, I cannot put this faith in this site.

That said, I feel that I owe it to a lot of you to at least try. I cannot remember the full extent of the majority of the writing I posted across all of those different fandoms, but at the very least, I will be attempting to write a few blurbs and headcannons for each of the characters whose content has been lost, referencing details I recall from said lost content. I do not know how long this will take me or how consistent I will be, but I promise you, I will do it.

As of now (29/12/2022), all I have are the most recent pieces I’d written for Brienne of Tarth, as these were still stored in the bin of my documents folder, due to be cycled into the abyss until I was thankfully able to restore them.

Any writing posted here, from now on, outside of the Game Of Thrones franchise, is being written and posted almost in homage to what I - and, to any of you that have found me again, we - have lost.

Thank you for reading, nobody is more sorry than I am for this.

- Heather