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๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž (๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘’๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›)
๐‘บ๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ:
โš ๏ธโš ๏ธโš ๏ธโš ๏ธโš ๏ธโš ๏ธ
แฏฝ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’“๐’‚๐’„๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’–๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’”๐’‘๐’“๐’–๐’๐’Œ๐’Š ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’ ๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’…๐’Š๐’•๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’˜๐’๐’†๐’“
แฏฝ ๐‘ฐ ๐’Œ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’‘๐’“๐’–๐’๐’Œ๐’Š ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’”๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’‘๐’๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’'๐’• ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’๐’‡ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†๐’” ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’†
๐Ÿฉธ ๐˜๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ
๐Ÿฉธ ๐˜‰๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ
๐˜Œ๐˜ต๐˜ค...
๐‘ฐ๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’”๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’” ๐‘ฐ ๐’˜๐’๐’'๐’• ๐’•๐’๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’”๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’”๐’Š๐’•๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’๐’‘๐’Š๐’„๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’…๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’š ๐’”๐’ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’‡๐’† ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’๐’๐’†, ๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’๐’'๐’• ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’๐’‡ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’๐’“ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’๐’“, ๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’†...๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’…
(๐‘ป๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’… ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†)
แฏฝ ๐‘บ๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’•๐’†๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’†, ๐’”๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐‘ฐ ๐’”๐’‚๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’†, ๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’…๐’Š๐’•๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’
แฏฝ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’”๐’Š๐’” ๐’Š๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’๐’, ๐’”๐’ ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” ๐‘ฐ ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’… ๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’๐’‡ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ...
แฏฝ ๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’”๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’“๐’”...
๐™Ž๐™–๐™ฎ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ, ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฎ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ, ๐™„'๐™ข ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™—๐™š๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐Ÿ‘‡
โ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ข
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โ„’๐’พ๐“‰๐“‰๐“โ„ฏ ๐’ธโ„ด๐“ƒ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“๐“‰ โ„ด๐’ป ๐’ฎ๐“…๐“‡๐“Š๐“ƒ๐“€๐’พ
๐‘Š๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ "๐‘๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘š" ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ , ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘˜ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก, ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘› ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘š๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘›๐‘ฆ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ , ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘–๐‘ , ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก...
๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐ผ๐‘›๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ฅ (๐ด ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ง๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› "๐’๐จ ๐…๐š๐ซ, ๐’๐จ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐") ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ , ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ , ๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก...๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘“๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐Ÿ˜… ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ฅ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘”๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ, ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ , ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–?
๐บ๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘‘ ๐‘ž๐‘ข๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘...
๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ž, ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ?
๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏโ„ด๐“‡๐’พโ„ฏ๐“ˆ โ„ด๐’ป ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“…๐“…โ„ฏ๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐’น
๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก, ๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘˜ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐ผ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’:
๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ฆ, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’, ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ , ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘“๐‘ข๐‘™ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ. (๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘‡๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ , ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก) ๐Ÿ˜…
๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘–๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’, โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ, ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘“ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ , ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘†๐‘–๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘›.
๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ (๐‘†๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘œ๐‘๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ ) ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘“๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘‘๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘š๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  (๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ, ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ โ„Ž ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘™๐‘’) ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š, ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘“๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘–๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ , ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘š๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ .
๐ธ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก?
๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก, ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”, ๐Œ๐ซ. ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ค.
๐‘Œ๐‘’๐‘Žโ„Ž, โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐Ÿคฌ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  (๐‘‚๐‘˜, ๐‘œ๐‘˜, ๐ผ'๐‘š ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ, ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘ )
๐‘€๐‘Ÿ ๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘‡๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘™๐‘๐‘ฆ.
๐ผ๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’๐‘”๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘๐‘™๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’, ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘€๐‘Ÿ.๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜, ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘š๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘›, ๐ผ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก "๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ" ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’๐‘™๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’๐‘”๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” (๐‘‡๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐ฝ๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ) ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘˜ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ค ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘๐‘–๐‘๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘™๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘€๐‘Ÿ.๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ (๐ผ๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘œ๐‘“ "๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ?")
๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘ž๐‘ข๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘  "๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก" ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘€๐‘Ÿ.๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–, ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘”๐‘ฆ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘’๐‘“๐‘–๐‘ก.
๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘’๐‘‘? ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐‘‚๐‘†, ๐ฟ๐ผ๐‘‡๐ธ๐‘…๐ด๐ฟ๐ฟ๐‘Œ ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐‘‚๐‘†, ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ, ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘†๐‘–๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘, ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘š ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘, ๐‘†๐‘–๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘š๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก-๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฅ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘Œ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘†๐‘–๐‘š๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐ฝ๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘ฆ ๐ป๐‘œ๐‘๐‘๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘–๐‘Ž "๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ž๐š๐"
๐ต๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฆ, ๐ฝ๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘›, ๐ต๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘ , ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ž๐‘ข๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ ...
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๐‘‚๐‘˜, ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’, ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ฆ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ, ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘๐‘™๐‘’, ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘–๐‘ก, ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘™๐‘™, ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก, ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘ , ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘™ ๐‘–๐‘ก, ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ , ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐น๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ, ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘š๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘™, ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก (๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐น๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘Ž) ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐น๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘™ ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›, โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ , ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘š๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™-๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘“ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”, ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘  ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘™ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘–๐‘ก, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘’, ๐ผ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž'๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ โ„Ž, ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ, ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘“ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘‘๐‘œ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”, ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข, ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘. (๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘, ๐‘–๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐‘๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ )
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๐ด๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž, ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž, ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘–๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ, ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘“๐‘ข๐‘™ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘ , โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘ , ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ, ๐ผ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก, ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›, ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ , ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ , ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘, ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘›๐‘–๐‘“๐‘–๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’, ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘’, ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’... ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’, ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘›, ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ "๐‘‡๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘—๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐พ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ ๐‘ข ๐‘๐‘œ ๐‘Œ๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘๐‘Ž" ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ "๐พ๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š๐‘Ž ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐ต๐ป๐‘๐ด" ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘‘, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘’๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘ , ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’...๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘โ„Ž, ๐‘–๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ (๐’๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ) ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž.
๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก, ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘–๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘  ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›'๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก, ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘š ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘‘๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘š๐‘’๐‘š๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š...๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘’, ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก, ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘œ ๐‘Ž โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ โ„Ž ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘“๐‘“๐‘–๐‘๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž'๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ . (๐ป๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐ผ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘)
๐ฝ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก, ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐ผ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ค ๐‘Ž ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘œ (๐‚๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐ซ) ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘“, ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘ , ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘™ ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›, ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘”๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘™ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘, ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜, ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘™ ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ ...๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘’๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” "๐๐š๐ข๐ง" ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘– ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก...
๐ต๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘, ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘š, ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก, ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘ก, ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘Ž ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘“๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘™๐‘š๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘’๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘–๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ, ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘œ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘“, ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ ...
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๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ, ๐‘€๐‘Ÿ. ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘Ž...๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ ...
๐‘‡๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก?
๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›, ๐‘‘๐‘œ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’? ๐ผ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘‘๐‘œ ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ, ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘˜ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘–๐‘๐‘ ...
โซธ ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’Š๐’•'๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐‘ด๐’“.๐’•๐’“๐’†๐’† ๐’†๐’—๐’Š๐’ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’?
โซธ ๐‘ฎ๐’“๐’†๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘พ๐’†๐’๐’…๐’‚, ๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’”๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’“๐’†๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’”๐’‰๐’Š๐’‘
๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘–๐‘๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘†๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘– ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ , ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘, ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”
๐ป๐‘œ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘ก, ๐‘๐‘ฆ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘ฆ๐‘’ โค๏ธ
โ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขโ€ข
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The sunshine appears raising the hills, but I look at her, and for some reason, I know, it was actually a rainy day.
~ Sofsdragons
โ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒงโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒง
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WHO IS OLLIE?
Poppy Playtime Chapter 3 had already touch light, and exploring a little bit about it there is this character that catchs my attention...
We know Ollie it's one of the major characters and without him, the player can't make it through the history, but...
Who is Ollie?
I have heard a lot of theories about him...so
Which one do you think it's the most accurate?
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So, hello thereee lovely person
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I'm sorry for my dissapearence, but I'm here ready to write again with all the attitude โ˜บ๏ธ
Todaaaay, I bring....
Drums pleaseeeee
๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ
MHA 1-A GIRLS COMFORTING YOU AFTER BREAKUP
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So, before we start...NOTES:
๐Ÿ’… Bnha fandom [Kohei Horikoshi world XD]
๐Ÿ’… Sad, depressed YN
๐Ÿ’… Comfort, motivation/breakup
๐Ÿ’… Bad grammar maybe? [Sorry ๐Ÿฅบ]
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I think that's it, well, so, let's start shall we?
Hope you like it, go for your popcorns, and, ENJOYYYYYY โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
You go running to the girls changing room, tears where falling down your cheeks, but you don't want anyone to see you in that mood.
What had happened?
Everything seems to be alright, just a normal day ready to listen another class of Aizawa and doing homeworks in the middle of the class while he was explanning, atending quirk training and at the same time therapy.
In the morning, on your way to the snacks machine, your boyfriend approached to you a little bit serious and anxious about something, that makes you confused, because in his face you could see that something was bothering him.
???: "Can we talk please?"
YN: "Oh sure"
You say while extending your hand to get the Coca Cola cero out of the mouth of the machine.
You listened him carefully, but word after word, according he was following his talking, you felt how a sharp sensation cover your chest, almost as a knife entering deep inside your heart and an internal bleeding spills out.
โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก
How this could end like this? You crying bitterly in the walls of a changing room, there was nobody, so it was only you and your feelings, it seems that this was not gonna end so soon.
Then, you listened how a lot of steps were approaching and opening the door of the place.
You jump scared, you see around trying to spot a place to hide, and after some seconds of adrenaline, you decide to enter to a locker.
You really didn't want anyone to see you like that, you cover your mouth to stop the sobbing and made the less noise posible...
In less than a minute, the place was covered with a lot of girls talking with each other and laughing.
???: "Hey girls, have you know something about YN? She didn't attend quirk training and I haven't seen her through the day.
Was that...Yaomomo's voice?
You opened a little the metal door of the locker to see a little better, a small ray of light enter the close cage and all the 1-A girl appeared surrounding the changing area.
Uraraka: "Is she sick?"
She put her shirt on while expressing worrying
Tsuyu: "I texted her in the morning *Kero* but she didn't reply"
Now at this point everyone seems intrigued and worried about you.
You look down at the ground.
"They really care about me" you said affirming to yourself "I'm sorry" in certain way the feeling of guilty has empowered your body and that makes some extra tears go down.
???: "THERE IS YN!!!"
A scream surrounded the place.
You look ahead widing your eyes in panick. Mina was pointing you from the center of the room, and everyone raise their looks just to find you hiding in the locker.
You close the door quickly, everyone has seen you, there is no turning back.
โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก
Mina opened the door being followed by all the girls behind her, all the light kicks your face and you try to cover it.
Uraraka: "YN-san, are you crying?"
You didn't answer
It was obvious, your cheeks were humid, and the tears can't stop from falling, you were in a terrible condition, a condition you just can't hide easily, you were in pain, and after all the trying of covering up and hiding it from everyone, you just need to admit that you need help, you need a someone.
Your crying gets intense
Mina: "Oh baby...."
Mina surround her arms just to hug you and get you out of there to get you a sit and talked.
Toru: "YN sweetheart, what happened?"
All the girls surround you and try to comfort you by offering water or a candy, giving you hugs and sitting next to you...
Momo stand in her kness in front of you just to caress your hands and give you a sweet smile.
Momo: "You are not alone YN-san, we are here for you"
Your lips were trembling, you try to say a word, but it was difficult because of the shaky voice.
YN: "My heart...it hurts..."
Jiro: "Is it heart problems? A tachycardia?"
Jiro was ready to go and ask for help of recovery girl, but before she can make another step you stop her
YN: "No, it's not that...it's just..."
Everyone wait for you to finish
YN: "My boyfriend finish with me"
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Silence...
Mina: "Someone is gonna prove my acid today"
She sounds mad, just for being follow by Jiro
Jiro: "Let's break him a bone, after all he got 206 in there"
Toru: "YEAHHH LET'S DO IT!!!"
It seems that everything was pointing for a third mundial war
Momo: "Girls, this is serious"
Momo clean your tears with a tissue, while Uraraka was removing the hair of your face and make you a ponytail.
Uraraka: "Ta daaa, beautiful as always"
She add a red ribbon at the top of your head smiling happily at her creation.
Tsuyu take you from your shoulder.
Tsuyu: "YN-san, let me give you the welcome again to the real life *Kero*" - You look at her confused - "This is an experience that many of us pass through, and...*Kero* it hurts, but it's part of being a human"
Momo sighs
Momo: "You deserve better YN-san, you are a sweet person, a total ray of sunshine, and so so important to be crying for someone that don't deserve your tears, because if he truly loves you, he wouldn't have made you cry"
Uraraka: "Everything happens for a reason, if he goes away of your life is for a reason, maybe he was gonna do something terrible that could hurt you more, and you don't deserve that"
Jiro: "I still insist to break him a bone"
You laugh a little at Jiro's comment.
โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก
You were terrible hurted, you can't deny that, but just the feeling of being accompanied, that you don't need to have this pain in your back all for yourself, make you relieved in that way.
YN: "I don't want to fell in love again"
You wretched your skirt frustrated
Toru: "YN-san, don't say that, I know that in this moment it feels that love emmm...sucks, but I promise you all gets better and, just because you got a broken heart, that doesn't mean more love can came to heal that wounds"
Jiro: "And look it in this way" -She leaned against a wall- "Pain makes us feel alive, sometimes we need pain to remember us that we are still going walking on life, that we are humans and we are strong"
The school bell sounds
Mina: "Shoot, Aizawa is gonna kill us...well nevermind we all are gonna say it was Jiro's fault"
Jiro: "WHY ME?"
They all started to laugh like if there was no tomorrow, a little of humour many times can make a bad ambience a little bit better.
Mina looks at you and smile tenderly while you laugh, and clap in happiness when she sees, you were showing faith in that sweet giggle of yours.
Mina: "That's it, look that characterizing smile that shine even in a rainy day"
YN: "Hmmm?"
You were feeling better, that was a fact, after all that motivation, you know you have a little bit of hope raising in your soul.
โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก โ™ก
Momo approachs and take your cheeks for you to look at her.
Momo: "Don't make a guy to take away that nice smile of yours, one day, it will came the correct one, and will make you so happy, because you deserve someone better"
Tsuyu: "Just concentrate in yourself, and heal *Kero*"
Uraraka: "We are gonna be right next to you to help you with it"
Then, Mina takes your hand and guide you to the exit, ready to go to class and go back to the game, Toru helped you carrying your backpack while the other girls take with them their things quickly because they were gonna go late for class.
Mina: "So...what if we ask Todoroki to freeze him?"
Jiro: "Good idea"
Momo: "Girls...please stop"
All the way back to the classroom, the laughs cover the hallway and your mood was better this time, Mina was still holding your hand, and all the girls were surrounding you giving their motivation...
"Thanks..." you thought while tears where falling, but this time, of joy, of a feeling maybe...
Of freedom.
...
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Hey guys, I know the story is not so good, but at least I hope this can be a little bit entertaining and at the same time comforting.
Dear reader, if you are passing through this position, please, I know it hurts, but you will see everything will be just fine, you are gonna be fine, you will heal and one day, you will just see that past and laugh of it.
You are strong, important, and you deserve better, because you value.
And whatever it has happened, it's not your fault!
You did what you can, and that's what matters
I promise many stories are coming...
If you have a recomendation or want me to write something, I'm reading comments
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Love ya, drink water, eat well, and...Bay bay ๐Ÿ‘‹
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Miraculous Ladybug Version
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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Your "friends" are bullying you ~Bakugo x TN ~ (Bakusquad)
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I know It has passed a lot of time not seeing, but...I hope this scenario can fix, a little ๐Ÿ˜… my escapatory
Bullying references (Comfort โ˜•๏ธ)
Some sad female TN
Sorry if there is bad grammar
Hope you like it, I didn't have so much inspiration ๐Ÿ™ˆ so I hope this could be ok
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You and Bakugo were childhood friends, both of you were classmates for a short period of time in school, and practically the only interaction you had with him was for a project you didn't remember so good which topic was.
Today was an incredible day, because your institute was going to be open for all the public of everywhere, there were going to do activities of water, sports and videogames...it was a big colaborarion to help your academy with some problems they got with the infrastructure, and new oportunities to catch students interest.
You were going through the hallways searching for your friends, people was starting to reach and they were curiosly looking at the classrooms - Nothing interesting - you said to yourself, then you bump with someone and went down crushing with the floor.
- Oh, I...I, I am sorry - you feel a little embarassed.
- The next time be careful dumbass
You recognize that voice, your eyes widen, asking to yourself if it was who you were thinking of, you see to your right and in there was a tall blonde guy with that characteristic crimson eyes
- Bakugo...is that you?
- Who more idiot?
You stand up with the help of someone you didn' t recognize in a begginning, it was a red hair boy with a bandana in his forehead, showing a big sharpy smile - Are you okay? -
- Hmmm, oh yeah, thanks
When you pay more attention to your surrounding, there was a pinky girl, a black hair guy and a mustache hair boy with a black thunder painted in one side, you wanted to said something, who are this people or what you have been doing for the past years Baku? But before you can opened your mouth, you listened someone behind calling you desesperately.
- ARE YOU GONNA COME?
Oh gosssh, you forget that in aproximately two minutes you got a championship of soccer, you ran leving Bakugo and his friends behind to go to your's, they were a little mad when you were approaching, yesterday you practice a lot, you were searching for winning, but you recognize you weren't so good at it.
- Hey guys, I'm sorry I completely....
- Just shut up and let's go, the match is starting...I hope we win, but I dunno we are, with you in our side pffft.
Some of your friends laugh and then go to the field making you feel bad for what they said, you go changing quickly and then go running to participate in the game, nevertheless, when you arrive, your team was losing, you don't think it twice and try to help.
When the time goes, you were at the border of tears, not for losing, it was mostly for the strange behaviour you friends and team got during the game. They push you when you run towards the ball to make a goal - QUIT IT, I AM DOING IT - or they make you seat near to the couch on the bench excluding you, at the last minute you were the goalkeeper, but it wasn't how you expected, now you got a lot ot small scars in your arms and a big one in you knee that was bleeding, someone at the end of the game push you and you fell in a rock, then he just spit you on the face and now you were washing it in the bathroom.
- YOU ARE SO USELESS
- huh? - You turn your head at the door, one of your friends walks towards you and punch you on the face
- WHY DON'T YOU DO THINGS CORRECTLY? WE LOSE BECAUSE OF YOU
- What?...I did what I can, I promise it, but you most of the time screamed at me to seat on the bench, practically I didn't played, just at the beggining and at the last minutes.
- So, are you telling me it was my fault?
His voice tune was thereatenig, he was ready to give another punch, you flinch and close your eyes waiting for the pain, but...nothing happen, you start to open them, someone was taking his wrist with so much pressure that was turning red, a big figure so frigthening was behind him - It was actually your fault piece of idiot - then in a least of a second he was on the floor, and the others run out of the place.
- Bakugo...?
He turns to my side and look at me expressionless, then he turns to my face and keep staring at me for some seconds -You hurt her - his view now was on the guy that was trying to stand up.
- She...she thinks that everyone is her friend, but no, she is so alone that tries to search for someone to make that deep goes away...so clumsy...
- SHUT UP
Bakugo was really mad, his hand was forming a lot of little explosions that were increasing at the rithym of his steps, god, this was looking so bad. I was going to stop them but the red hair guy do that movement first.
- Bakugo, stop...this is not the way
- Move...Kirishima
- Listen to your...- A piece of tape covered the mouth of the guy.
- Stop talking - It was the black haired boy from before
- Did you know that harming someone like that, specially a girl is not so manly right? - Red haired said annoyed
Tears run down your cheeks, this is not the first time this happen, he...in certain way was right, you just wanted to feel someone's presence, want to be someone's friend and confuse pain with friendship, all this...was your fault, you thought.
You run to the door and without looking back you go to the lonely place of the highscool where no one can find you. You start crying a lot getting smaller and smaller, pushing yourself down the wall of the building. You head started to hurt and your body feel vulnerable.
- Am I so rare? That's the reason why no one wants to be my friend? Or because I search for someone desesperately for not being alone.
- That's not true extra
You panick, you see Bakugo standing in front of you.
- Go away Bakugo, go with you friends and let me alone.
- Oi, don't tell me what to do.
He sit next to you looking down searching for the right words
- The problem is not coming from you, is coming from them...you are not rare, it's only that you choose the wrong people.
He took your arm in a savage way and look at your scars.
- This is going to be painful
He put his hands around the arm and you started feeling a strange heat moving through all your body.
- I don't feel pain at all, what are you talking abo...
He doesn't pay attention to your words and then he put his hands in your knee, you scream in pain, that one hurts a lot, the blood now was dry on your skin
- Sero, your tape is gonna function for this
- Copied
From behind, the black haired guy appeared again, so...that was his name, Sero? It was an interesting name, you look with surprise how Bakugo was healing your arms and knee, using the tape as bandages to heal your scars.
- Ready dumbass
- That was...woow
You feel an hug from behind your back and a curious face with a giant and playful smile appear.
- Hi sweetheart, my name is Mina
Then the mustache guy walks towards you and start doing some electroshocks to himself and making weird faces, it was funny. You started laughing.
- That's Pikachu - Bakugo response
- Eeeey, don't call me that, I am Kaminari.
And finally the red hair present himself saying that he was Kirishima, all of them were around you cheering you up, Mina and Kaminari start saying bad jokes without sense, Kirishima said you motivation words, Sero was supervising the zone and Bakugo clean the blood that was on your leg.
- Thank you old friend
- Uggh, a pleasure...whatever
You stand up feeling a little better, you give Bakugo a giant bear hug and refuse to let him go.
- I miss you
- We didn't get a friendship relationship before extra, don't talk...
- It doesn't matter, there is people where you don't get nothing with and it could mean the world for you...like, when you are in love.
You look Bakugo's face that was a little bit annoyed, but you see his colored cheeks expanding through all his face, he notice that you were seeing his blush and he broke the hug.
- Let's go bunch of idiots, I want to go for the spicy food.
- Alright bro
All of them start walking away and you were left behind, you want to go with them...but something stop you...you start walking in another direction to see where you were going to stay for the rest of the activity, you were starting to feel sad again.
- HEY DUMBASS, WHERE ARE YOU GOING? COME HERE
You turn back and all the squad was there smiling (Excepting Bakugo ๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป) for you to go with them
- Really?
- WHAT'S THAT QUESTION? OBVIOUS THAT YOU CAN COME...
You run to them excited, after all, Bakugo was right, all we deserve to be love and not to be exclude, that's not friendship...you just need to choose, the right people...
~~~~~~~~~Thanks for reading-----------
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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Caballo Blanco
Espero de verdad os guste, es un poema hice tiempo atrรกs, se llama Caballo Blanco ยฟHacia donde querras cabalgar?
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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Perdรณn si no pude incluir todos....pero espero les guste XD
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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Songs I think the characters of dangerous fellows would dedicate to you (MC)
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๐ŸงŸ There could be spoilers of the game so if you haven't play it and want to...be careful
๐ŸงŸ Dangerous Fellows fandom (Credits to repective owner) hehehehehehe
๐ŸงŸ Sorry if there is bad grammar
๐ŸงŸ Music references and opinion ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜Š
Eugene
Powfu - Death bed (Coffee for your head) ft. Beabadoobee
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I am completely sure XD that he would probably just dedicate this song to MC, like...you know that Eugene is a character that always look forward to MC, and I relatione this song to the apocalipsis, like a kind of bye bye if something bad happens and there is no future, It would be so sad...
Harry
Ed sheeran - Perfect
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We all know that Harry is a cinammon roll, he is just so worried and tender to everyone and he like a partner of life...I just imagine him pretty romantic and thoughtful giving you little details, when he is in love...this man would said you million times how much he loves you, how perfect you are...
Zion
Ellie Goulding - Love me like you do
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Zion, I imagine him looking...like when he is in love, it would be something so passional and honest, I don't know why I think this character is kind of similar like Bakugo ๐Ÿ˜… if he is in love, he is in love...in the beggining he could just reject that fact, probably just being confused at it, but when the time pass he is not gonna be able to hide it anymore, and his admiration towards Mc would be bigger and obvious.
Lawrence
Alec Benjamin - If I killed someone for you
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This song gives me high vibes of lawrence, and not only because the idea that our friend XD did something pretty terrible just...killing practicaly everyone, too because like the song says, Lawrence would do everything when he is on the effects of love, including changing himself (In a beggining it was difficult to me to process that he was the traitor like....he was just so friendly and everything, that was strange to said that he could kill even a fly) ๐Ÿ˜…
Ethan
Sterling Knight - Hero
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I like this song, Its something direct saying how much you love someone, Ethan is a guy that is pretty protective on everyone and has a mature personality ready to fight for his friends and do his best. I think a simple song, but at the same time so pure showing emotions, Its something pretty Ethan. (Honestly I would love to see him playing in a match of baseball)
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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LAST WORDS I THINK THE CHRACTERS OF BNHA WOULD SAID BEFORE THEIR DEATH PART 1
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๐Ÿฅฆ This is going to be a little bit sad so, if you don't like this kind of content, just be careful at reading it ๐Ÿซถ
๐Ÿฅฆ These characters are of Horikoshi ๐Ÿค™credits to him
๐Ÿฅฆ Really, really sorry if this has bad grammar
๐Ÿฅฆ BNHA Fandom โœจ๏ธโœจ๏ธโœจ๏ธโœจ๏ธ
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Izuku Midoriya: Did I...I do it well? Am I a true hero? *Smile* I did it, I know I did it...All might, mom...I did it.
Bakugo: Sh*t, my body hurts *Starts to breath difficultly* Izuku, will I reach you one day? Will I be a number one hero just like you? I'm sorry.
Todoroki: So...is this suppose to be the end? Mom...can you listen to me? I wish you were here, the sky is so beautiful today...I have never seen it that way.
Uraraka: *Crying a little* MOM, DAD...PLEASE FORGIVE *Breath deeply* PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FORGIVE...Izuku, I'm so sorry, I will always love you as the first day, you will be an excelent hero...how much I would give just to see that day...
Denki: Someone please, help me...I can barely breath, am I gonna die? NO PLEASE, I WANT TO LIFE *Tries to move* BAKUBRO, EJIRO...*Starts crying* Please just...someone.
Kirishima: Oh bro...I'm not feeling okay, my...my chest hurts...Ba...bakubro, are you here? Did you see that? Don't you think that was pretty manly? Ufff, am I gonna be okay? To be honest...I'm scare.
Jiro: Uggg, I...I want to be at my home...when the times were so good, I want to be at my home, just...a minute or at lest, some seconds.
Thanks for reading guys
Sorry if this was a little too sad, I try to do my best, I promise I will do a happy one...
SA-YO-NA-RA ๐Ÿ‘‹
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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Honestly I think it would be difficult to choose, both are pretty amazing.๐Ÿซถ
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Dangerous Fellows Scenarios: Eugene when you are passing through so much stress
Notes:
This characters are not mine, credits to the respective owner
Dangerous fellows fandom
Female TN
This scenario is not based in the zombie apocalypsis
Sorry if there is bad grammar
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Eugene
You were having a terrible day, school wasn't as funny as you expect it to be today, there are so many topics for the exams and not so much time. The homeworks are starting to be a huge acumulative list and you start to stress yourself out. When you arrive home, you feel and uncomfortable feeling in your chest, your boyfriend Eugene was in his studio planning new songs to play in near concerts, you usually interrupt him to say hello, but that day you just want to be alone, without making so much noise, you go to your room and check the calendar to verify next exams.
- God, I just have two weeks, how am I supposed to learn all this?
Tears start falling from your cheeks, quickly you run to the bathroom and knock the door, you see yourself at the mirror trying to calm down, but you can't stop, some seconds later you hear a knoc knock in the door.
- Babe, its me, your Eugene, its everything okay? You didn't come to my studio to say hello this time.
You get scared, you didn't want that your boyfriend see you in that way, you clear your throat and wash your face with water.
- Oh, I'm okay, just, you know...
There was a moment of silence, you try to contain the little sobs that escape from your mouth, you take a deep breath
- Eugene I...
- Open the door TN
You couldn't finish to talk
- TN, pleasee open the door now
You start crying again with desesperation, you couldn't hold it anymore, and the worried screams of Eugene makes you feel bad, you didn' t want to bother but you need him. You open the door slowly starting to see Eugene, he quickly hug you tightly when he sees you.
- TN, why are you crying? Do I need to kill someone?
You notice his sarcastic tone and that makes you grin a little
- No, just...stress for the exams, thats all.
Eugene was confused, you can see it in his face, but after some seconds he take your hand and carry you to your bedroom, he wrap you in a blanket and turn the lights off, you were so confused, then a light of a candle appears holded by Eugene and leaving it in the night table. You follow him with your eyes around the room, he gets out of the place and brings many chips and drinks, you open one of your favorite ones and look through the window revealing the night sky, a sweet sound catch your attetion, when you turn to your other side, you see Eugene sitting in the corner of your bed playing the ukelele singing an improvise song
- "Oh my love, don't be stress for your studies, you know you are an awesome intelligent girl who can do it, because I know that my lady is very strong..."
You start laughing and pull Eugene inside the blanket for an hug while kissing his forehead and telling him thank you.
- I love you Eugene, sorry I interrupt your sessions.
- Shhhhh, my music sessions can wait, you are more important.
Then you both fall asleep at a rainy cloudy night. The next day at the morning when you need to go back to school, for your surprise you see an elegant prepare breakfast in the desk, there was a note in there...
"My lady, I needed to go quickly to help my band with a problem, but I promise you this night we will go out for dinner, don't make that a stupid exam quit your beautiful smile in your face, remember you are doing what you can and I am so proud of it, hope you like my breakfast, the toast are...a little bit burn but I promise they taste good"
Your heart melted with tenderness, he was right after all, the exams will not qualify who you are, they are important of course but, thats not reason to stop smiling
- I will give my best shot
You said to yourself empowered. You eat, grab your things and then go to school.
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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No es justo, afuera no esta lloviendo, pero...por dentro estoy empapada.
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EYES AND SCARS
Hi guys, I got a new drawing a little bit sad but, I hope that you like it ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ
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Headcanons of Leo Valdez as your friend
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NOTES TO TAKE IN ACCOUNT:
This character its not mine is of Rick Riordan {credits to him}
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians
I'm sorry if something is not right on my writting
Female TN
Lets start ใ€ŠvWvใ€‹
โ—‹ This man is a sunshine, he wants to make you smile when you are sad and too when you are happy {He makes you even laugh with his nonsense jokes}
โ—‹ You two are t-shirt pairs {TN YOU LOOK AWESOME}
โ—‹ He is like a brother, he wants you to be safe, sometimes he doesn't like the idea of you going to missions, if that happens he would offer himself to protect you
โ—‹ Let's go on rides with Festo
โ—‹ If you wear makeup or follow a skin care routine, he would like to help you with them, in a beggining he was not good, you need to do it again by yourself but with the pass of the time he even applies it to himself
โ—‹ If he hurts your feelings or he wants something, prepare for a puppy sad face
โ—‹ New invention? - TN LOOK WHAT I MADE, WHAT DO YOU THINK, LIKE IT? And then ta daaaaa...2 hours talking of his new creation
โ—‹ When there is a sleepover on the camp, you two are a duo in the karaoke, and let me tell you girl, both of you are the souls of the party
โ—‹ Many Jokes to Nico and Jason, with the help of Percy, Who's fault? - TALK TO TN - HEEEY
โ—‹ You have problems of what to wear today? Leo is going to be sitting in your bed waiting for you to go out showing you clothes and give his humble opinion
โ—‹ When he is not okay, he would go to you, sometimes he will not hold his tears but at the end, he would grab you in a hug and thanks you - Thank you TN, I'm sorry for bothering you {He trust you}
โ—‹ He tries to help you with your studies, complimenting himself he is very good at it, but after all, at the end of the day you finish teaching him.
โ—‹ He makes flower crowns for both of you
โ—‹ If you have tiktok, he loves to help you with your dances or your edits, parodies? Count with him
โ—‹ Braids and ponytails? - Please TN, let me help you with your hair
Thanks for reading
This is my first time doing headcanons, so I'm sorry if it's not good
If you guys have suggestions I would love to read them โ™กโ™กโ™ก
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~ My heart, a mirror whose glass is broken...painted in a bright color red, beats and beats, it doesn't matter if it's still cracked, small leaves of love are growing in the darkness...in the broken ~
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sofsdragons237 ยท 2 years ago
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ยฟCรณmo es que se siente?
Este es un poema que llega a describir un poco de como se siente tener depresiรณn, espero puedas encontrar un consuelo en esta pรกgina y sentirte cรณmodo en el, este es ahora tu poema, y espero lo disfrutes.
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