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Why couldn’t it be me?

in which Y/N loves Stiles but Stiles can’t find himself.

this is intentionally really short.

Stiles is a dick in this. Y/N isn’t exactly right either. basically; there’s some throwing of objects, sheriff stilinski is goated, mentions of sex nothing too wild though very vague.

Part 2 Is it me?

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you scared Stiles as you sat on his bed. he just came home from hanging out at Scott’s place so seeing you sitting on his navy blue comforter was a shock. you gasped as you stared at him.

“Stiles.” you smiled widely. “hi.” you dragged out the vowel, swinging your feet.

“…hey, Y/N/N, what are you doing here?” he hadn’t expected company tonight, especially you.

“your dad let me in.” you giggled. “did i ever tell you how much i love your dad. he’s so amazing.” you rambled dazedly.

“Y/N/N… are you drunk?”

“what? pshhh, no.” you laughed. “i’m offended you would think that Stiles.” you crossed your arms.

“ok, alright, let’s get you home.” he reached to help you up but you pulled away.

“no, Stiles, i wanna stay.” you pouted at him.

“Y/N.” he said sternly. “you’re drunk, you have to go home.”

“would you let Lydia stay.” it wasn’t a question, you knew he would.

“Lydia has nothing to do with this, lets go.”

“Lydia always has something to do with it.” you stared in his eyes. “wake up and smell the roses, Stiles, she doesn’t want you.” you instantly regretted what you said. you stood to reach for him. “Sti, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean that-”

“and you think i’d want you.” the malice was clear in his tone. your arm that reached toward him immediately retracted, that seemed to have sobered you up.

“oh.” that was the only thing that could escape your lips.

“i am so tired of this, Y/N.” you knew he was being serious, he never called you by your first name, it was always Y/N/N. “you come around just to tell me about your feelings and always blame it on it Lydia. wake up and the smell the roses Y/N/N.” he spat out the nickname. “i don’t want you.” your stare hardened and the words that fell from your lips spilled with venom.

“fuck you Stiles.” you backed yourself onto his desk and your fingers fell upon a mug filled with pens. you traced it lightly before picking it up and twirling it in your hand, the next thing Stiles knew it was flying past his head. the mug hit the wall with a thud, leaving a dent and fell the floor into pieces. “you act so fucking high and mighty.” you took a Star Wars figurine that was sitting next to his laptop and chucked it at him. “like you weren’t just begging to fuck me last week.” another object came flying at him, he ducked out of the way just in time.

“it’s all bullshit Y/N.” he rushed towards you and backed you against the desk, invading your personal space. “you wanna hear the fucking truth.” he was so close and you could feel his breath on your cheek. “you are so fucking easy.” tears welled up in your eyes. “you think you’re so special when all i have to do is put on an act about how much i need you and you’re ripping your top off like some goddamned slut.” a sob fell from your lips as you squeezed your eyes shut.

“let go of me, Stiles.” you tried to sound strong but your voice broke in the middle of the sentence.

“no, you think i’m all high and mighty, look at your goddamn self.”

“Stiles let go!” you whaled, breaking down.

“Stiles, what the hell is wrong with you.” Sheriff Stilinski stepped into the room, ripping Stiles off of you. you fell into his arms as you cried. “i got you, i got you.” kissing your forehead like he was your father.

“dad, she’s fine.” Stiles tried to justify.

“she’s fine!?” Sheriff Stilinski looked at his son like he didn’t know him. “you call this fine!?” you continued to shake in his arms sobs racking through you. “i’m going to take her home and when i come back you better be sitting on that goddamned couch with a handwritten formal apology.” Stiles watched as his dad left loading you into the car and driving down the road. but he couldn’t do anything, he felt like a stranger in his own house, trapped in his own mind. what you and his father didn’t know was Stiles was screaming for you to come back, ready to be on his knees begging for your forgiveness.

the real him.

Raindrop romance and puppy dog eyes

Stiles Stilinski x fem!Reader

I was at my locker, discussing the upcoming math test with Lydia when I felt a pair of arms wrapping around my waist from behind. “Boo!” I heard my idiotic boyfriend, Stiles, say.

With a grin, I slammed my locker shut and turned around to face him. “Hi baby,” he said, pulling me close in a warm embrace.

“Hey Stilinski, stealing my girl away from me again?” Lydia said, a playful frown on her face as she folded her arms.

"Um, excuse me, since when was she your girl? Did I miss something? Because last night, she was definitely moaning my name," Stiles responded, a smirk playing on his lips.

Lydia scoffed, delivering her response with an attitude, “well, I've known her longer."

"Well, that sucks because I don’t give a shit."

“Okay, guys, that’s enough,” I intervened, teasingly rolling my eyes to end their banter before it could escalate and potentially giving me a headache.

"But, he-" Lydia started, only to be cut off by Stiles. "Me?" He asked in mock shock, causing me to let out a groan.

"Can you both please shut up so I can go home?" I teased, grabbing Stiles by the arm and playfully dragging him out the door.

Once we stepped outside, heavy raindrops were falling. Turning to Stiles with a wide grin, I yelled, "tag!" and dashed toward his jeep.

"Oh, you little bitch! You’re so gonna get it!" He yelled back, chasing after me.

It didn't take him long to catch up, and before I knew it, he was grabbing my waist. "Tag!" He declared, out of breath, hugging me from behind. After a moment, I pushed his arms off of me and took off running. "Nope."

"Oh, you little dick." He yelled, attempting to catch up, but I was already in the car with the door locked before he could.

Reaching the driver's side, he tried to open the door, but frowning when he realized it was locked. He looked up with puppy dog eyes, causing me to return his gaze with a proud smile. “Baby, please open the door,” he whined, pressing his forehead against the glass, and knocking on the window, instantly making me cave in.

As soon as I unlocked the door, he rushed in, slamming it shut before rubbing his hands together in an attempt to get warm. “Can you turn on the heater please?”

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Theo reason x reader smut + a lot of fluff cause I'm a softie also it has some Stydia reference because we Ship them them😤

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Yn woke up with the feeling of someone gently caressing her face. She hummed softly at the feeling, how long had it been since anyone touched her like that?

She cracked her eyes open and was met by Theo, green eyes staring softly at her, mouth parted into a soft smile.

"Morning sleepy head" he murmured to her, his voice still groggy from sleep.

Yn smiled gave him a tired grin and snuggled close to his chest.

She felt theos run his hands softly through her hair "we promised Liam that we'd meet with him at the preserve remember?"

"I don't want to go...I just want to stay here with you forever and ever" the girl replied stubbornly her voice slightly muffled as she pressed closer to his body.

"Me too baby..."

Yn looked up at him and gave him a tired smile " then let's stay here, damn Liam"

"Oh really? Then Liam will come here and take the katana back and send me straight back ro hell" he replied giving her a teasing smile.

"He wouldn't be cause if he did I'd personally de ball him"

"You are so Stiles sister" he chuckled and bent his head slightly down and pressed his lips against yn's.

The sunlight came through the window illuminating the room in which the teenagers were. Still tangled in the bed sheets, pronouncing their love for each other.

Yn didn't know how but the kiss suddenly took a smutty turn. Her skin felt as if it caught fire, and she longed to feel Theos skin against hers. The arm that Theo had around her waist moved so that she laid on her back with Theo above her propping himself up in an elbow kissing her. Yn found that she didn't feel slightly uncomfortable with the way that Theo kissed her, softly, lovingly and somehow demanding. Somehow it didn't feel as if he was asking something from her that she didn't feel comfortable to give.

Yn hands wondered to his hair. Messing it more that what it already was, she pulled him closer, letting him kiss her more deeply. Her skiing clawed and she felt a somehow familiar wetness between her legs, she knew what she wanted now. She wanted him, more like needed.

Softly she jerked her hips up clashing with Theos side. Theo quickly pulled back and stared down at her with slightly wide eyes. His lips red from kissing and hair a complete mess.

Yn started back at him biting the edge of her lower lip nervously. Maybe she had done something wrong. But that doubt suddenly faded when Theo reached down again and kissed her.

"Are you sure about this" he asked her tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Yeah...I just. I've never done it before...I mean I know all about it, just that you're the first guys I've ever even kissed..." she said nervously. She assent nervous because of him. She was nervous because she didn't want to do anything wrong.

"We don't even have a condom" he told her softly, Theo wanted her, but he couldn't bring himself to do something that she wasn't comfortable with.

"Uh.. I think Stiles has in the bathroom of the hallway"

"Ill get it"

As Theo exited the room she thanked her lucky stars once gain that Her father wasn't home. Hed totally freak out if he was the chimera in boxers wondering in the halls.

Yn giggled at the though. Her dad would surely skin her alive.

Theo returned "he had, why does he even have any? I though he and Malia had broken up" he said climbing into bed.

"Oh forgot to tell you... with my help stydia happened" she was so proud of herself, her brother was finally happy... except currently he was in a ghost riders dimension. But never mind.

"Finally?! I though they we're never going to admit their feeling for each other?"

"I know... but I helped plenty..."

"Huh.. really? It took you so long to admit you had feelings for me?" Theo gave her a playful smile as he laid again next to her.

"That's because I was young and stupid and they already had working chemistry. I only had to add a few touches." Yn said smiling turning to her side to face him." And also because I'm pretty awesome" she added with a wink.

"That you are" Theo. Breathed out as he wrapped an arm around Yn gain and flipped her to laying on her back him hovering above her, propping himself in an elbow. Green eyes looking softly down at her, as if caressing her with a look." Are you a hundred percent sure you want to do this?" He asked her again.

Yn nodded with a small smile.

Theo reached down again and and kissed her forehead softly and then claimed her lips once again. Their lips moved in complete sink. Though more heated up. He softly bit onto her lower lip. Prying her lips open. She granted him access and his tongue explored her mouth, tongues meeting and teeth clashing. Theo ran his hand softly against her side, from her stomach to her tight, fingers lingering over her clothed skin.

Yn ran her hands through his hair, relishing on the feelings he made her feel. She was pretty sure that by now her underwear was soaking wet, and her body was covered in goosebumps.

Theo gave a low moan into her mouth as she pulled on his hair. They parted the kiss and stared at each other.

"No way you get turned on when I pull your hair"yn giggled, Theo rolled his eyes and rested his for head against hers.

"Yn I could smell your arousal form a mile away. No way you get turned on when I kiss you" he retorted back, and before yn could get over the shock that he actually said that, he kissed her again. Yn kissed back after a moment purposely pulling in his hair, she could feel Theo trying to keep his moans at bay.

"Why did you stop?" She asked teasingly pulling back.

"I think I'll live the moaning to you sweet heart" he whispered and tried to kiss her again, but Yn stopped him.

"Dont. I like to hear you" She pulled him down and kissed him again. She didn't know where she had that confidence from but she liked it. She wasn't exactly shy in their relationship, but she left all the smuttiness to Theo because she had plenty.

Theo then started kissing her jaw and then down to her neck. Bitting softly just below her jawline. Yn took a strangled breath as he continued kissing down her neck. Moving her.. well actually his, shirt to the side. Exposing her shoulder. Yns eyes closed shut as Theo found her sweet spot. She felt him smile into her skin as she have a low moan when he started sucking.

"Theo don't live hickeys to big or my dad will skin us BOTH alive" she told him.

She felt him remove his mouth from her neck " uh... you can wear a turtle neck?" He asked sheepishly.

"Theo if my dad sees that..."

" it's only one" he complained.

"Just don't put any marks on my neck, you can live marks anywhere else"

Theo's eyes lit up and Yn wondered if she shouldn't have told him that, but he returned once again to pampering her neck with kisses. Here and there he bit softly. Just to hear her let out a breathy moan, one that only he alone would ever hear.

His hand wondered below her shirt and softly caressed her skin. Making Yn shiver slightly, pulling Theos hair. He lowly moaned into her skin. Sending vibrations through her making her smile. She was enjoying this so very much.

Theo then pulled away from her neck and lifted the hem of the shirt slightly "off...?"

Yn lifted her torso slightly and let him pull the shirt off, leaving her chest and stomach exposed. She blushed slightly because she knew that she had a slightly flat chest which she had tried to ignore all through her teenage years.(this is because you see... I have a flat chest and need to feel like I belong:()

She bit her lower lip as Theo looked at her body. Smelling her embarrassment he looked at her face. "You know you're beautiful right?" He whispered softly.

Yn looked in his eyes and knew he was telling the truth. She nodded slightly still a bit unsure. Theo kissed her lips once again." Yn you're are the most beautiful girl in the world, don't think otherwise" she smiled up at him.

"Thanks" she whispered

"I'm only telling you something you should already be aware of"

"That's why I'm Thanking you, you know I love you right" she said softly.

"I love you too Yn" he whispered back. As if only for her to hear, as if only she should ever hear Those words.

Theo kissed her once again softly, and started to kiss again for her neck.

"Wait..." she stopped him" off..?"

Theo chuckled and pulled his shirt off. Exposing his toned chest and abs. Yn ran a hand down his chest. Never tired of seeing his shirtless.

"See something you like?" Theo asked with a cocky grin

"Spare me the cocky act Reaken"

"Whatever you say Stilinski" and went once again to kissing her neck. He went down to her exposed chest and down the valley between her breasts making shure to live a hickey. One if his hands slid up from her taight to below her breast but to shy to do what he wanted to do. Yn noticed it.

"Theo..." he hummed from where he was kissing in her stomach." You can touch me" she told him quietly. She was comfortable with him. And she knew for shure that's what he wanted.

He looked up to her face and Yn swore she saw him blush slightly but never said anything because she wanted to keep his dignity as a man.

Theo bit in her skin again slightly, earning a breathy moan from Yn who had closed her eyes shut as he worked his wonders on her.the hand that had been resting below her breast he slowly ran up. Thumb circling her nipple. Yn sucked in shakky breath eyes still closed tightly, hands in Theos hair. Theo then reached up and sucked gently on her nipple still massaging her breath with his thumb. Sucking slightly and biting softly. After a while he went and gave the same attention to her other one.

Yn's phone on the night table beside her bed. Dinged with a notification. Yn never put he phone in vibrator since sometimes her pack needed her and had a specific ringtone to all of her friends.

"That's pup" yn told Theo.

"It's only 9 in the morning he shouldn't be bothering" Yn rolled her eyes with a smile at her boyfriend.

She was going to say something when Theo pulled her pajama pants down a bit. Lokking at her for reassurance. Liam forgotten, Yn nodded,.lifting her hips, letting Theo pulls her pants down, living her with only her underwear which was very wet because of her arousal. Once gain she thanked her lucky stars that she had waxed and shaved a week ago because Malia had wanted to go to a pool party. It ended up raining and they didn't go, not that Yn complained. Though Yn knew Theo wouldn't mind if she hadn't shaved at all. But luckily she was spared the embarrassment.

Theo again went up and missed her lips. "You weren't kidding when you said you were wet" he joked.

"I never said that. You did" yn answered, a little abashed.

"Well, I was right"he kissed her again then pulled back looking serious "yn, this is your first time and I will try and be extremely gentle. But if I get out of control ,I need you to lock yourself in the bathroom and not come out till I'm calm" he looks gravely into her eyes "You know I'll never hurt you but I'm still a werewolf with a bit of coyote" he said his eyes softer.

Yn have him a smile " I know you'd never. But I'll keep it in mind."

Taking the condom that he had put beside them in the bed, he pulled his boxers down, reveling his hard length. Yn had seen him naked a few times before. When he turned into a coyote or wolf and sneak into her room through the back door. Thats probably how she got hold of some of his clothes. She stared at him as he opened the plastic wrap and pulled the condom on and it struck her that she was extremely lucky to have a boyfriend that cared so much.

"Ok... are you still sure about this?" He asked once again

"Theo, yes... I'm sure"

Theo nodded and slowly pulled her underwear off, discarding it somewhere around the edge of the bed along with the rest of their clothes.

He pulled her legs apart and set himself between them. He looked at yn in the eye and rested their fore heads together."not going to lie... this might hurt. So try to breath in" he whispered, and kissed the tip of her nose.

Then slowly he pushed half his size inside of her. It didn't hurt so bad at first. Problaly because she had, and was, dripping wet.

"Do you want me to go all the way or.."

"Yeah go all the way" she breathed out.

He pushed inside if her gently. And Yn scrunched her face up in pain. Theo kissed the tip of her nose once again. He stayed still all the while letting yn adjust to his size inside of her. She shifted a bit under him and it hurt pretty much. Then suddenly all her pain vanished and she furrowed her eyebrows as she felt pleasure instead of the pain that had been tormenting her.

"Theo did you...?" She looked at him wide eyed " you took away my pain?" She whispered.

"I don't like seeing you in pain" he whispered " are you good now?" He asked her.

"Yeah, yeah.. you can move now"

Slowly Theo pulled out a bit and inside again. The wave of plesure Yn felt was amazing, she let oh a breathy sight, legs automatically wrapping around Theos torso pulling him closer. Her fingernails involuntarily scratched Theo's back.

"It ok, ill heal" Theo whispered between slight pants.

Yn nodded not trusting herself to talk.

The sunlight snaked it's way to the bed where the couple expressed each other a love that cannot be said or written. Along all the pleasure she was felling. She wondered how people ever had sex with anyone they didn't love, with anyone they sometime didn't even know. This was the most special way, anyone could express their love.

"Oh fuck" Theo murmured as he felt Yns falls tightened against him. She was close, and honestly if she kept tightening around him like that he'd be too. Actually he though he would come right then.

"Theo..." Yn asked unsur saying his name with a light wine in the end " I think I might be close" she said between low breathy moans which made Theo turn on even more.

" whenever you're ready baby ok?" Theo reassured her softly moaning when she involuntarily scratched his back, fingers curling around the bedsheets by the side of her head.

Yn felt a lightly familiar knot on the bottom of her stomach, she had felt it before when she had touched herself, but this one was much more prominent. Theo's head fell into the crook of her neck, his movements a little rougher than before. He lightly kissed her neck and let out a low moan when Yns hips jerked up meetings his stroke. Yn's walls tightened once again.

"Theo" she moaned, Theo felt as if be was in could 9 as he heard his name being said like that by her" Theo I'm gonna..."

"Ok, come for me sweet heart" he whispered into her neck.

His words had her come undone, she came wetting the sheets below then and him a bit. As she came with a moan that sounded in all the room, she jerked her hips up, sending Theo over the edge and cuming inside the condom with a moan and a grunt. Tightenig the grip he had around her waist.

The layd there panting the sun hitting Theo softly on his back which was healing from the few scatches that yn gave him.

Theo have yn a wet kiss on the neck" that was great" she murmured, receiving a humm of agreement from her boy." We have to do that again some other time"

"You never been righter" Theo said lifting his head from her neck and kissing her lips.

"Now I don't want to go to the preserve at all" yn said with a pout.

"How about I take you on a date after?" Theo suggested kissing her cheek.

"Its a deal"

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ᴅᴏᴍ/sᴜʙ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ, ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ, ɢᴀɢɢɪɴɢ, ᴄʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ʙᴅsᴍ sᴡɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ.

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐁𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 18+.

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝. 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐚.

𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐲. 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧. 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦.

𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲. “𝐘/𝐍, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. “𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮.” “𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫.

“𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞.” “𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲. “𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭?” “𝐧𝐨, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. “𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭?”

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. “𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫?” “𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬. “𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲. 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨.” “𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.” 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.

“𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩.” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩‧ 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧.

“𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩. 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭. 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. “𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭. 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.” “𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐩.

𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬. 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. “𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲.

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐚, 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬.

𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. “𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭.

𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐥. “𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭?” 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐱 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲. “𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

“𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. “𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲?” 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞.

𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬. “𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐡𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐚. 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. “𝐢’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐞𝐭,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

“𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲. 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫?” “𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠. “ 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲. 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝.

𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐨. 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. “𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞.

𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 “𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩. 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝?” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡, 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧‧ 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬. 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧, 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝐨. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞. “𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐝𝐥𝐲, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

“𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠. “𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢’𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭.

𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐨, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭, 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐭.

𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. “𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲. “𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩, 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.”

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. “𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. “𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲.”

𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐲, 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠.

𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. “𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐬, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞, “𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲.”

𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐬. 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐦.

“𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐲,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬. 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲.

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐬. “𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?” 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭. 𝐧𝐨𝐰.“

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭. “𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐬.

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐦, 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭. 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲. “𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐠, 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦‧ “𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡. “𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭. 𝐢’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲.

𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨. 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞. 𝐡𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡.

˗ˏˋᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2.4ᴋ ´ˎ˗

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𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 (18+)

!!ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐁𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 18+.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬. 𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰.

𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. “𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬. 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫?” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 ‘𝐨𝐤, 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭’ 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. “𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭?” 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫.

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬. “𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲.” “𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬. 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. “𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡.

“𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝. “𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐭, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. “𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞.”

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝, “𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲.” “𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.

𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝. 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲. “𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲.

“𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐭.” “𝐦𝐦𝐦, 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝. “𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠!” 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭. 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞. 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞.

“𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬,” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝. “𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭!” “𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨, 𝐡𝐮𝐡? 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲?” 𝐣𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐬. “𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝. 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐲.

𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐚𝐝.

𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. “𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?” 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡. “𝐲𝐞𝐬! 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤! 𝐨𝐡 𝐠𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬!”

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐚. 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭. 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞.

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐲. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲. “𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝. “𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.”

𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. “𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤?” 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, “𝐢 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠.”

𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲. “𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞. 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐩.” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. “𝐨𝐡 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐤.” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. “𝐨𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐰𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.”

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 ‘𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭’ 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭. “𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞?”

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Stiles blurb with him and the reader having a little makeout session then Scott barges in and Scott looks like a proud parent 😭😭

“Easy…easy, Princess—”

“Stiles…come on—”

“Shh. You can be patient, can’t you?”

You lean back and catch his eye, offering a flat look. “Have you met me?”

He grins, chuckling under his breath as he smooths his palms up your spine while tugging you closer. “Touché.”

With that, his kisses return to your throat, teeth scraping down your feverish skin as your head drops back and your eyes fall closed.

You’ve never needed someone so badly. So urgently. So salaciously. He’s fucking everything. 

And he knows it.

“Don’t go quiet on me,” he murmurs, nose judging under your jaw. “Not after all that begging you did earlier.”

You whimper despite yourself, fingers in his hair as he rolls your hips over his. 

“It was cute.” He nips at your chest. “Hearing you beg me to touch you. Watching you squirm in your seat. Put my hand between your thighs under the table. In the middle of the goddamn library, too. S’that how bad you needed me?”

You don’t answer. Can’t. Your cheeks are already flushed, and your mind is hazy but Stiles doesn’t care. 

The sadistic prick.

“Does history turn you on? Is that it?” he teases, smirking when you whisper his name. “Had to drag me to the nurse's office just to fuck me? Is that it?”

“Stiles—”

“Say it,” he hisses, hand around the back of your neck as he squeezes, forcing your eyes on his. “Go on. Tell me what I wanna hear. Tell me how bad you fucking need me—”

“Stiles—”

“Stiles?”

The sound of a third voice brings your attention to the door, both of your eyes widening as you find Scott with his head peeking in from the hallway.

His eyebrow cocks up when he realizes what he’s walked into, blinking quickly as he mumbles, “Oh, my bad. Malia said you weren’t...feeling…well?”

Neither you nor Stiles move, somehow frozen as Scott’s mouth begins to turn up in a rather smug smirk. 

“But I see you’re feeling much better now,” he declares, nodding his chin at the two of you. “Carry on, Obi-Wan.”

And with that, he slips back into the hall and closes the door, leaving Stiles to groan as he drops his forehead onto your chest. “He gets the reference wrong every fucking time, I swear to God—”

“I thought you locked the door,” you laugh as you slip off his lap to do just that. “It’s like you want to get caught.”

He watches you suspiciously as you return to him, grabbing onto your hips as you straddle his waist. “Oh, I’m the one who wants to get caught, huh? When you were screaming so loud last time, half the station heard you.”

“Listen, it’s not my fault you had to have me right then and there,” you argue. “I mean, your dad was a few hundred feet away—”

“Right, and we would have gotten away with it, if you hadn’t done exactly what I said not to do, and moaned—”

“I couldn’t help it, baby,” you suddenly whisper in a needy purr, dipping down to ghost your lips over his as your fingers drag through the soft hairs on the nape of his neck. “Can never help it when it comes to you.”

And suddenly, he’s not so upset anymore, hands tugging at you until you both go crashing back against the small mattress.

“Yeah?” he murmurs, hands already slipping under your skirt. 

Your breath hitches.

“Then let’s make it two for two.”

~ Full Masterlist

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Teen wolf p.links

Anyone under 16 do not interact this post includes twitter porn links 

This will include: Scott,stiles,jackson and derek 

I’ve only watched season 1 so far once i watch all of teen wolf i will do issac,liam,theo and etc once i watch all the seasons! 

Scott:

Just scott vibes 

Morning’s with scott 

Eating you out 

Being marked by him 

Stiles: 

Just stiles vibes 

Him fucking you in his jersey 

Just stiles vibes again 

A bit of size kink

Derek:

Late night with him 

Just derek vibes (or peter vibes) which ever you want to think 

Derek vibes again 

Breeding 

Jackson: 

Fucking you against the desk 

Jackson vibes 

Fingering and spanking 

Jackson vibes #2