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And could not I, with equal verity, echo such sentiments? Is it still your custom, my esteemed father, to pay respects to the very branches of the trees, fancying them the King of Prussia himself?

Hey look who is here @askyourking

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OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

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An honour, my dear Goddess, your words truly are! And, upon reflection, there can be no trouble now, can there? Not when one is so delightfully dead.

Though, it does rather amuse me to find that my father, whom I've only just had the pleasure of meeting, and his companions are not, it seems, on precisely this same plane. How curious we manage to converse!

Still, it's hardly something I'm inclined to ponder; it's always so splendid to simply forget one's worries.

May a glass of a splendid maraschino be of your interest? Hmmm?

Hey look who is here @askyourking

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OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

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Indeed! How does one converse, my now esteemed Mr. Washington?

A thousand apologies; for a fleeting moment, my perception faltered regarding your intentions. How utterly preposterous of me! Yet, you, sir... you speak with unimpeachable veracity! My poor, long-suffering mother, enduring my father for such an age... and bearing not a mere one, but fifteen progeny by him! Can you conceive of such a multitude? Naturally, I endeavored to maintain amity with each and every one, and to discharge my duties as the elder brother with diligence. But who among us can truly predict the capricious turns of fate, eh? In any event, do enjoy a most splendid day upon your American shores.

Hey look who is here @askyourking

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OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

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Good heavens! I care not a whit for any trifling dispute you may entertain with my Royal Father, nor for your presumed standing, Mr. Washington, but you shall most assuredly not dare to sully the honour of my most cherished Mother!

Hey look who is here @askyourking

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OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

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My most humble greetings, Your Divinity!

And good heavens, to take offense? Never! Hah! So, you've been diverting yourself with my dear old father, have you? Excellent sport, I imagine.

Thought, should you ever find yourself in need of further amusement, have certain that the gates to my Debauchery Palace shall be open to you. I pride myself on being the most obliging of hosts, after all!

Hey look who is here @askyourking

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OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

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Hmph. Well, it is a distinct pleasure to make your acquaintance, I suppose. I am, indeed, the son of my father... His firstborn.

I am George Augustus Frederick, first Prince of Wales, then Prince Regent, and finally George IV. But I confess, I've always been rather fond of being called "Prinny". A most agreeable little nickname, wouldn't you agree?

And you, my dear fellow, who might you be, if one may be so bold as to inquire?

Hey look who is here @askyourking

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OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

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HowamIexpectedtorespondtothis?GoodGod-

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Well, let's begin with things first.

Good day to you… Father.

Encountering you in this site wasn't even in my list of to-do.

Hey look who is here @askyourking

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OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

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Thanks you my sweet 🥺

But please, do not harm yourself wasting your time with an scoundrel like that...

Let's just cuddle together while eating oysters and hot chocolate 🥰

Trifles because you’re just trifling with his heart?

Yeah, I see.

You… you wretched, insolent little worm! How dare you keep on twisting my every word, making me out to be some sort of villain for the eyes of my precious Junebug?! It's an outrage, I tell you! An absolute, unconscionable outrage! Why is it that the entire world conspires against me?! It's simply not fair, not fair, not fair!

Ugh!

And don't you dare think you've caught me out! When I say "trifles", I mean delightful little treats! Because, apparently (a lesson I learned the hard way) one simply mustn't go too grand on the start. It's a delicate art, you see!

And furthermore! You haven't even the common decency to deny what I said about that deceitful scoundrel who parades around calling himself Junot's friend! So, you admit it, then, do you?! You concede the truth of my words! And yet, you still have the audacity to suggest that I am the problem?!

Damn you!

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W-Well... It isn't like, laudanum tasted that good either... I always took it alongside a Brandy or a sweet maraschino...

Happy Waterloo day to you you dirty liar

I… I would like to deeply apologize for the idiotic things I may have said to @the1ronduke during those times 😔

Let it be known, however, that I was hardly in the best of my faculties! For, pray tell, what man could maintain his vigour whilst subjected to ten drops of laudanum administered every three hours?

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My dear fellow, I put the very same question to my own medic, and he always told me it was fine and nothing wrong would happen!

😔

Happy Waterloo day to you you dirty liar

I… I would like to deeply apologize for the idiotic things I may have said to @the1ronduke during those times 😔

Let it be known, however, that I was hardly in the best of my faculties! For, pray tell, what man could maintain his vigour whilst subjected to ten drops of laudanum administered every three hours?

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Hey look who is here @askyourking

...!

OH

OH GOOD HEAVENS NO

[prinnyramblings]

Happy Waterloo day to you you dirty liar

I… I would like to deeply apologize for the idiotic things I may have said to @the1ronduke during those times 😔

Let it be known, however, that I was hardly in the best of my faculties! For, pray tell, what man could maintain his vigour whilst subjected to ten drops of laudanum administered every three hours?

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Trifles because you’re just trifling with his heart?

Yeah, I see.

You… you wretched, insolent little worm! How dare you keep on twisting my every word, making me out to be some sort of villain for the eyes of my precious Junebug?! It's an outrage, I tell you! An absolute, unconscionable outrage! Why is it that the entire world conspires against me?! It's simply not fair, not fair, not fair!

Ugh!

And don't you dare think you've caught me out! When I say "trifles", I mean delightful little treats! Because, apparently (a lesson I learned the hard way) one simply mustn't go too grand on the start. It's a delicate art, you see!

And furthermore! You haven't even the common decency to deny what I said about that deceitful scoundrel who parades around calling himself Junot's friend! So, you admit it, then, do you?! You concede the truth of my words! And yet, you still have the audacity to suggest that I am the problem?!

Damn you!

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You’re just jealous that Marmont answered a bullshit question with more passion, longing, and romance than you have ever felt in any heartbeat of your life.

Excuse me? Excuse me???

Me???

Jealous of that... Thing?!

My dear anon, if you're experimenting with new substances, don't even think about giving them to me, because to fantasize about such absurdity... For Hell's sake!

Jealous of him? Of that confounded man who styled himself my Junot's 'best friend'? An absurdity! They “grew up together”? Were “companions”? By God, they lived under the same roof as that damned Bonney! All of it, only for him to abandon my Junot precisely when he was most needed?! Where was he when my beloved endured such suffering?! And who does he imagine himself to be now, that he merits even a moment of his regard?!

And truly, my dear fellow, I question profoundly if you apprehend the depths of my being. Ah, if only you knew! For a multitude of witnesses could recount the quite scandalous mess I've made of every tender attachment I once believed I held.

Yet, alas, you speak the truth, painful though it may be! I have been woefully negligent concerning my beloved Junebug. Rest assured, I shall rectify this oversight directly; I shall compose a letter to him this very instant and endeavour to procure some delightful triffles!

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Hmmmph.

My dear Junot, I shall not, indeed I cannot, deny it. The very thought of your associating with such a wretched, filthy creature is utterly repulsive to me! How you manage to remain in the presence of such a detestable specimen is quite beyond my comprehension.

Fuck, marry, kill: Junot, Massena, Berthier

̴A̴̴h̴, ̴I̴ ̴h̴a̴̴d̴ ̴f̴̴o̴̴r̴̴g̴̴o̴̴t̴̴t̴̴e̴̴n̴ ̴h̴̴o̴̴w̴ ̴f̴̴u̴̴t̴̴i̴̴l̴̴e̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ a̴̴n̴̴n̴̴o̴̴y̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴̴s̴̴e̴ ̴q̴̴u̴̴e̴̴s̴̴t̴̴i̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴ ̴c̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴e̴. ̴B̴̴u̴̴t̴ ̴h̴̴o̴̴n̴̴e̴̴s̴̴t̴̴l̴̴y̴, ̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴g̴̴o̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴ ̴q̴̴u̴̴i̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴i̴̴n̴̴s̴a̴̴n̴̴e̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴t̴̴h̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴h̴̴o̴̴u̴̴s̴̴e̴ a̴̴r̴̴r̴̴e̴̴s̴̴t̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴r̴̴e̴̴s̴̴e̴a̴̴r̴̴c̴̴h̴. ̴S̴̴o̴, ̴f̴̴o̴̴r̴ ̴m̴̴y̴ ̴o̴̴w̴̴n̴ ̴s̴a̴̴n̴̴i̴̴t̴̴y̴, ̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴g̴̴o̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ ̴m̴̴u̴̴s̴̴e̴ ̴y̴̴o̴̴u̴.

F̴̴i̴̴r̴̴s̴̴t̴, ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴m̴a̴̴r̴̴r̴̴y̴ ̴B̴̴e̴̴r̴̴t̴̴h̴̴i̴̴e̴̴r̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴s̴a̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴p̴̴o̴̴o̴̴r̴ ̴s̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴ ̴f̴̴r̴̴o̴̴m̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴r̴̴e̴̴l̴a̴̴t̴̴i̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴̴h̴̴i̴̴p̴ ̴h̴̴e̴ ̴m̴a̴̴y̴ ̴h̴a̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴t̴̴h̴… ̴T̴̴h̴a̴̴t̴ ̴m̴a̴̴n̴.

̴T̴̴h̴̴e̴̴n̴ ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴… ̴Y̴̴o̴̴u̴ ̴k̴̴n̴̴o̴̴w̴… ̴J̴̴u̴̴n̴̴o̴̴t̴. ̴B̴̴u̴̴t̴ ̴f̴̴i̴̴r̴̴s̴̴t̴, ̴I̴'̴d̴ ̴g̴̴i̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴m̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴f̴a̴̴v̴̴o̴̴r̴̴i̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴f̴̴l̴̴o̴̴w̴̴e̴̴r̴̴s̴, ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴̴n̴ ̴t̴a̴̴k̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴m̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ a̴̴n̴ ̴o̴̴p̴̴e̴̴r̴a̴ ̴o̴̴r̴ ̴b̴a̴̴l̴̴l̴̴e̴̴t̴—̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴c̴̴e̴̴r̴̴t̴a̴̴i̴̴n̴ ̴T̴̴c̴̴h̴a̴̴i̴̴k̴̴o̴̴v̴̴s̴̴k̴̴y̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴e̴ a̴ ̴t̴̴r̴̴i̴̴u̴̴m̴̴p̴̴h̴. ̴A̴̴f̴̴t̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴t̴̴h̴a̴̴t̴, ̴w̴̴e̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴s̴̴h̴a̴̴r̴̴e̴ a̴ ̴d̴̴e̴̴l̴̴i̴̴g̴̴h̴̴t̴̴f̴̴u̴̴l̴ ̴d̴̴i̴̴n̴̴n̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴w̴̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴e̴ ̴c̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴i̴̴n̴̴d̴̴u̴̴l̴̴g̴̴e̴ ̴i̴̴n̴ a̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴o̴̴y̴̴s̴̴t̴̴e̴̴r̴̴s̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴h̴̴e̴a̴̴r̴̴t̴ ̴d̴̴e̴̴s̴̴i̴̴r̴̴e̴̴d̴, ̴f̴̴o̴̴l̴̴l̴̴o̴̴w̴̴e̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴y̴ ̴o̴̴u̴̴r̴ ̴f̴a̴̴v̴̴o̴̴r̴̴i̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴b̴̴u̴̴r̴̴g̴̴u̴̴n̴̴d̴̴y̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴n̴̴e̴. F̴̴i̴̴n̴a̴̴l̴̴l̴̴y̴, ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴t̴a̴̴k̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ a̴ ̴f̴a̴̴r̴ a̴̴w̴a̴̴y̴ ̴f̴̴i̴̴e̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴f̴̴o̴̴r̴… ̴S̴̴t̴a̴̴r̴̴g̴a̴̴z̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴. ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴s̴̴h̴a̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴k̴̴n̴̴o̴̴w̴̴l̴̴e̴̴d̴̴g̴̴e̴ ̴I̴ ̴h̴a̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴o̴̴f̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴c̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴̴t̴̴e̴̴l̴̴l̴a̴̴t̴̴i̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴, a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴s̴̴u̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴e̴'̴d̴ ̴c̴̴r̴̴e̴a̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴o̴̴w̴̴n̴. ̴T̴̴h̴̴e̴̴n̴, ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴s̴̴t̴a̴̴r̴̴s̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴̴m̴̴s̴̴e̴̴l̴̴v̴̴e̴̴s̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴o̴̴n̴̴l̴̴y̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴t̴̴n̴̴e̴̴s̴̴s̴̴e̴̴s̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ ̴o̴̴u̴̴r̴ ̴i̴̴n̴̴t̴̴i̴̴m̴a̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴e̴̴n̴̴c̴̴o̴̴u̴̴n̴̴t̴̴e̴̴r̴.

L̴a̴̴s̴̴t̴̴l̴̴y̴, ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴k̴̴i̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴M̴a̴̴s̴̴s̴̴e̴̴n̴a̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴g̴̴e̴̴t̴ a̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴g̴̴o̴̴l̴̴d̴.

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As expected, George did his best to look as presentable and well-dressed as possible in front of his beloved Junot's parents. He would politely bow.

Nice to meet you, Junot's father and mother.

Despite not looking the part… He'll freeze up with nerves at any moment.

Meeting the parents

*Junot drags @the1ronduke, @prinnyramblings, @monsieurdetalleyrand and @serpentofotranto into a large, country house in the heart of the Cote-d’Or.*

I have decided that, since I am getting married, I must first obtain parental consent. And so, allow me to introduce to you all, my dear Mama and Papa!

*Marie-Antoinette Bienaymé and Michel Junot enter*

M-A: Andoche! What a pleasure it is to see you again!

M: Son, what’s all this about getting married?!

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Excuse me...?

Fuck, marry, kill: Junot, Massena, Berthier

̴A̴̴h̴, ̴I̴ ̴h̴a̴̴d̴ ̴f̴̴o̴̴r̴̴g̴̴o̴̴t̴̴t̴̴e̴̴n̴ ̴h̴̴o̴̴w̴ ̴f̴̴u̴̴t̴̴i̴̴l̴̴e̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ a̴̴n̴̴n̴̴o̴̴y̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴̴s̴̴e̴ ̴q̴̴u̴̴e̴̴s̴̴t̴̴i̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴ ̴c̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴e̴. ̴B̴̴u̴̴t̴ ̴h̴̴o̴̴n̴̴e̴̴s̴̴t̴̴l̴̴y̴, ̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴g̴̴o̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴ ̴q̴̴u̴̴i̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴i̴̴n̴̴s̴a̴̴n̴̴e̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴t̴̴h̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴h̴̴o̴̴u̴̴s̴̴e̴ a̴̴r̴̴r̴̴e̴̴s̴̴t̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴r̴̴e̴̴s̴̴e̴a̴̴r̴̴c̴̴h̴. ̴S̴̴o̴, ̴f̴̴o̴̴r̴ ̴m̴̴y̴ ̴o̴̴w̴̴n̴ ̴s̴a̴̴n̴̴i̴̴t̴̴y̴, ̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴g̴̴o̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ ̴m̴̴u̴̴s̴̴e̴ ̴y̴̴o̴̴u̴.

F̴̴i̴̴r̴̴s̴̴t̴, ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴m̴a̴̴r̴̴r̴̴y̴ ̴B̴̴e̴̴r̴̴t̴̴h̴̴i̴̴e̴̴r̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴s̴a̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴p̴̴o̴̴o̴̴r̴ ̴s̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴ ̴f̴̴r̴̴o̴̴m̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴r̴̴e̴̴l̴a̴̴t̴̴i̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴̴h̴̴i̴̴p̴ ̴h̴̴e̴ ̴m̴a̴̴y̴ ̴h̴a̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴t̴̴h̴… ̴T̴̴h̴a̴̴t̴ ̴m̴a̴̴n̴.

̴T̴̴h̴̴e̴̴n̴ ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴… ̴Y̴̴o̴̴u̴ ̴k̴̴n̴̴o̴̴w̴… ̴J̴̴u̴̴n̴̴o̴̴t̴. ̴B̴̴u̴̴t̴ ̴f̴̴i̴̴r̴̴s̴̴t̴, ̴I̴'̴d̴ ̴g̴̴i̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴m̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴f̴a̴̴v̴̴o̴̴r̴̴i̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴f̴̴l̴̴o̴̴w̴̴e̴̴r̴̴s̴, ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴̴n̴ ̴t̴a̴̴k̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴m̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ a̴̴n̴ ̴o̴̴p̴̴e̴̴r̴a̴ ̴o̴̴r̴ ̴b̴a̴̴l̴̴l̴̴e̴̴t̴—̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴c̴̴e̴̴r̴̴t̴a̴̴i̴̴n̴ ̴T̴̴c̴̴h̴a̴̴i̴̴k̴̴o̴̴v̴̴s̴̴k̴̴y̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴e̴ a̴ ̴t̴̴r̴̴i̴̴u̴̴m̴̴p̴̴h̴. ̴A̴̴f̴̴t̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴t̴̴h̴a̴̴t̴, ̴w̴̴e̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴s̴̴h̴a̴̴r̴̴e̴ a̴ ̴d̴̴e̴̴l̴̴i̴̴g̴̴h̴̴t̴̴f̴̴u̴̴l̴ ̴d̴̴i̴̴n̴̴n̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴w̴̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴e̴ ̴c̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴i̴̴n̴̴d̴̴u̴̴l̴̴g̴̴e̴ ̴i̴̴n̴ a̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴o̴̴y̴̴s̴̴t̴̴e̴̴r̴̴s̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴h̴̴e̴a̴̴r̴̴t̴ ̴d̴̴e̴̴s̴̴i̴̴r̴̴e̴̴d̴, ̴f̴̴o̴̴l̴̴l̴̴o̴̴w̴̴e̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴y̴ ̴o̴̴u̴̴r̴ ̴f̴a̴̴v̴̴o̴̴r̴̴i̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴b̴̴u̴̴r̴̴g̴̴u̴̴n̴̴d̴̴y̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴n̴̴e̴. F̴̴i̴̴n̴a̴̴l̴̴l̴̴y̴, ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴t̴a̴̴k̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ a̴ ̴f̴a̴̴r̴ a̴̴w̴a̴̴y̴ ̴f̴̴i̴̴e̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴f̴̴o̴̴r̴… ̴S̴̴t̴a̴̴r̴̴g̴a̴̴z̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴. ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴s̴̴h̴a̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴k̴̴n̴̴o̴̴w̴̴l̴̴e̴̴d̴̴g̴̴e̴ ̴I̴ ̴h̴a̴̴v̴̴e̴ ̴o̴̴f̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴c̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴̴t̴̴e̴̴l̴̴l̴a̴̴t̴̴i̴̴o̴̴n̴̴s̴, a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴I̴'̴m̴ ̴s̴̴u̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴e̴'̴d̴ ̴c̴̴r̴̴e̴a̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴o̴̴w̴̴n̴. ̴T̴̴h̴̴e̴̴n̴, ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴s̴̴t̴a̴̴r̴̴s̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴̴m̴̴s̴̴e̴̴l̴̴v̴̴e̴̴s̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴b̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴o̴̴n̴̴l̴̴y̴ ̴w̴̴i̴̴t̴̴n̴̴e̴̴s̴̴s̴̴e̴̴s̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ ̴o̴̴u̴̴r̴ ̴i̴̴n̴̴t̴̴i̴̴m̴a̴̴t̴̴e̴ ̴e̴̴n̴̴c̴̴o̴̴u̴̴n̴̴t̴̴e̴̴r̴.

L̴a̴̴s̴̴t̴̴l̴̴y̴, ̴I̴ ̴w̴̴o̴̴u̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴k̴̴i̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴M̴a̴̴s̴̴s̴̴e̴̴n̴a̴ a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴g̴̴e̴̴t̴ a̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴h̴̴i̴̴s̴ ̴g̴̴o̴̴l̴̴d̴.