#ALEX I HOPE?? this is okay??

[ofgentleresolve]

so that one time the king ( @jeoseungsaja ) and the queen met...

The RAIN falls between them, the raindrops tapping against the top of her umbrella in a steady rhythm of plitter-platter, plitter-platter. Felicity watches him, the former detective, as his one hand steadies him against the brick wall and other splays itself over his side. It’s a sad attempt really, at keeping the wound from bleeding. 

Eyes meet. She presses a finger against her lips- don’t say anything. It’s true, she shouldn’t be here; that in and of itself should not be possible, but that does not change the fact that they are face-to-face in a dark alleyway in Seoul, of all places. The only thing that would complete this puzzle would be the person that ties them together.

Or at least for Hyuk, the person that tied them together.

And then in one fluid motion, she tucks herself under his arm, getting him to lean against her rather than the wall. Her umbrella barely shields the both of them from the rain.

“Save your strength,” she says finally, once they’ve gotten out of the alleyway. “We need to get you treated.”

[repmet]

@rwrbmovie & @rwrbsource’s rwrbweek: Day 5 | Fashion

Alex's leather jacket

[fortunefavorsthebrave-dude]

“the only thing that matters right now is my marriage and my children” sure didn’t matter when you were sticking your dick in your employee huh

[sky-is-the-limit]

Hi Oli💜

I'm not sure if your requests are open but PLEASE, if you're ever down to do an Alex Keller x plus size f!reader smut with the man being an absolute munch .

I will combust, there is literally nothing with this man :( Hook a fandom up Master.

There's no hurry to do this now, it's definitely at your convenience and if you're inspired to🫰🏼

Thank you!

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘢𝘺? 🤭

'Favourite Dish'

Alex Keller x F!Reader

𝘊𝘞: 𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘗𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘖𝘳𝘢𝘭 (𝘙)

𝘞𝘊: 2,218 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴

𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴���𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘬𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴.

''𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥.'' 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘹 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳.

𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘒𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮. 𝘐𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.

𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 '𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴' 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘈𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.

𝘐𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.

𝘐𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘵.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘦.

''𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺.'' 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴.

𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵, 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘹 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳.

𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘴.

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘥, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩.

𝘜𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦, 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, “𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢.”

''𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦- 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹..'' 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴. 𝘐𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺, 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨.

''𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭?'' 𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.

𝘛𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵, 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

''𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥-'' 𝘍𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴.

𝘈 𝘩𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 ''𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺? 𝘜𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦.''

''𝘕𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶.. 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴.'' 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥, 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘭.

''𝘛𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘩𝘮?'' 𝘈 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘞���𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩.

𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

''𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹..'' 𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.

𝘈𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘕𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘺. 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺.

''𝘛𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘠/𝘕?'' 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘭 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.

''𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦-'' 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦.

''𝘠𝘦𝘴 𝘮'𝘢𝘮.'' 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘢 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘵, 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘧𝘶𝘭.

𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦.

''𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹- 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭-'' 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

''𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯.'' 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘵, 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘣 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳.

𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥.

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯, 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘵, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘩, 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵.

𝘈 𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘦.

''𝘎𝘰𝘥- 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦-'' 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘢.

𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥, 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵, 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 ��𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱.

''𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬-'' 𝘔𝘦𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮, 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘤𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵.

''𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺-'' 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘢𝘯.

𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘵, 𝘯𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘱, 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘢𝘣 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

𝘐𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘴.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩-𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭-𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧-𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘺, 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴.

𝘞𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘤𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘕𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩.

''𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵?'' 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦.

''𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴?'' 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩. 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴.

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Here’s a crossover fic idea, Pokémon reader gets sent to stardew valley by Arceus for some strange reason, causing them to take a job as a farmer with their Pokémon. However, the reader has to hide their Pokémon from the townsfolk since they don’t know how they would react to their pocket monsters. Though eventually certain townsfolk (the male bachelors and Krobus to be exact) will eventually learn the truth depending on how close they are to the reader. The reader’s Pokemon team consists of Herdier, Gogoat, Mudsdale, Vespiquen, Blaziken and Oinkolonge (the female form).

"Does thou understand thy task?"

"I-I still don't know why I'm even doing this. What's my purpose in coming here? Pokémon don't even exist-"

"Once more I shall reiterate: Achieve Perfection, and come to the Summit. You will find me waiting."

"I..don't know what "perfection" even is! Why did you send me to this place?! Why did you choose-"

The sound of a rooster's loud caw made your eyes snap open, realizing that you were having yet another bizarre dream.

You sighed, waking up and rubbing your eyes, before checking the time.

6:00 AM.

"Oh well..time to make breakfast and get to work." You muttered to yourself, stretching out your limbs before getting out of bed and starting the day.

No time to muddle over your dream.

But you knew for certain that your encounter with the mythical Arceus--the God of all Pokémon itself--was no dream the first time around, as it decided to send you to this strange new land..

A land called Stardew Valley.

You didn't think there was any special reason it chose you. You've just finished schooling in Paldea and had plans to travel the world with your Pokémon. Although apparently god itself decided to fling you into an entirely different world..not one where Ultra Beasts nor Giratina existed.

But rather a world where you quickly realized Pokémon didn't even exist.

It was just you and your team: Herdier, Gogoat, Mudsdale, Vespiquen, Oinkolonge, and Blazkien--your start who's been by your side since your Pokémon journey began back in Hoenn.

You were thankful Arceus sent them along with you, or else you probably would've lost your mind at this point..

The moment you were dropped down into a dilapidated farmland, you quickly realized that you had to make a new home for yourself here...and as you've gotten acquainted with the locals in the nearby town, you also learned how to make some good profits.

Farming wasn't something you expected to do in your journey, but what other option did you have?

Besides, your team adjusted rather well to the roles you've assigned them: such as Oinkolonge sniffing out truffles, Vespiquen and Gogoat ensuring your crops were growing well, Herdier digging up bones and artifacts for you to sell, donate, or gift, Mudsdale helping you get around town on horseback, and Blaziken aiding you with the physical labor and being your bodyguard in the mines.

When you've heard rumors of monsters dwelling there, you assumed Pokémon and became eager to catch some....only to discover that they weren't even Pokémon at all--but rather hostile creatures that had no types or weaknesses you could exploit.

Your Pokedex and pokeballs were basically null and void.

So again, you had to adapt. This time you needed to sharpen up your combat skills, even though Blaziken was able to take them down pretty easily without you ever lifting your sword.

That was one problem taken care of.

The other...involved the villagers who don't know what a "poke-man" is, the majority thinking you were insane for going to the mines. You've become close friends with a lot of the guys over the past year or so, and while they've seen you, Mudsdale, and Herdier together, you never told them you were a Pokémon trainer.

For all they knew, you were just someone from Zuzu City who owned a "unique" dog and horse. They didn't know you came from a world entirely different from theirs.

They were wary of anything new--including yourself--and were especially terrified of the monsters, hearing nothing but rumors and horrible things happening to people in the mines.

What would they think if they discovered you owned "monsters" of your own who had special powers? You had no idea if they'd be scared of you..and everything you've done to build up friendships with them would come crashing down.

But a few hours later, while you and your companions were preoccupied with their outdoor tasks, you failed to notice one of the guys was approaching the farmland.

And you had little time to react to their presence before they spotted one of your Pokémon...

.......

Alex

He just wanted to see if you're up for playing gridball, and instead stumbles upon your Blaziken breaking apart a large stone with their kicks.

It was the most efficient way you could help them train, while at the same time gathering resources to store for later.

"Woah..what the heck are you?!"

Alex's shout scares you, and you throw down your watering can in a panic, running over to explain-

"Hey, hey..no need to freak out." He laughs. "Is this one of those "Pokémon" you were talking about? Why does it look like an oversized chicken?"

"Ziken?"

His face pales. "Did...it just talk to me??"

Seeing no other way to hide this, you eventually tell him more about Pokémon, trying your best to explain the concept of evolution to the jock.

At first it just...flies over his head, but once you draw it out for him, he gets the gist of it.

"So you're saying that..Blaziken started out as this weak and small Torchic, but got stronger through rigorous training?"

"Yep, pretty much."

"Hey, that sounds like me! I used to be a scrawny little kid, too, but look at me now! On the road to going pro!" Alex smiles at your starter. "Looks like you already achieved that yourself. Awesome job." He gives them a fist-bump, and is thrilled when they understand the gesture.

Learning how strong their kicks are inspires him to work on his own leg routine (which he admits to neglecting).

He absolutely wants to invite Blaziken to play gridball with him....as long as they don't get too excited and accidentally scorch the ball with their flames.

If you ever bring Herdier over to his grandparents', them and Dusty will become best buds real fast.

Sam

He randomly decided to stop by your farm to give you a gift--as a way of thanking you for helping him write a new song.

But at first, he doesn't notice anything wrong with your Oinkolonge playing with a truffle crab she dug up.

Until he sees you, pauses, looks back at her, and says "wait do pigs normally look like that?"

Shit.

You thought he wouldn't notice since his head was in the clouds 99% of the time.....but right now it wasn't.

And ofc she's kinda tired to hiding all the time and walks right up to him.

Sam isn't sure where that floral scent came from, although after it began making him sneeze, you had to politely recall Oinkolonge and apologize.

He just looks so bewildered, and stares at your other Pokemon...yet he didn't freak out like you expected.

Maybe Oinkolonge's ability still made him calm, so you took this moment to explain your team to him, reassuring him they're harmless.

"What? Scared? Nah, I was just...they remind me of this one game Vincent started playing."

"Oh? And what's that?"

"Junimon. You basically collect these Junimos with different powers and fight other monsters, with some attacks being more effective than others! It's pretty rad."

"....that's literally how it is where I come from. But it's no video game. We coexist with them."

Sam's mind=blown.

He wants to tell Sebastian and Abigail about your Pokémon so SO badly...but your Vespiquen physically blocks him from running/skating away from your farm until he promises you he won't say a word.

He made sure to write it down, of course.

It's something he 100% doesn't wanna forget.

Shane

He overheard that Marnie recently sold you a blue baby chicken, and he wanted to come over and see how the little guy was doing in your coop.

However, upon arrival he stumbles across your chickens being surrounded by Blaziken, the blue one standing on their shoulder.

"Farmer where the fuck did you get a chicken like that?"

"Holy SHIT Shane I didn't know you were there!" You sprint over, seeing the wide-eyed look on his face.

"Please tell me I'm not hallucinating. I haven't even had a drink yet but-"

Before he could start going on a rant and/or leave, you encourage him to stay so you can explain everything about Blaziken and your Pokémon team.

Like Alex, he's not gonna understand a whole lot about it, but he gets the gist of it.

You debate on telling him that Pokémon eggs just "spawn" and walking is the only way to hatch them. No incubators needed.

He has some questions, obviously, but not the ones you expected.

"So Blaziken..just combines "blaze" and "chicken" together?"

"Uh yep. Pretty much."

"....are there other chicken-based Pokémon where you come from?"

Whenever he visits the farm thereon, he'd always check up on Blaziken and the chickens, impressed at how many they were able to raise.

During the winter, they're a personal heater for the babies--although sometimes Shane worries about them accidentally burning the barns/coops down.

He also might forget that your starter isn't 100% chicken, and the one time he tried feeding them hay instead of berries....they weren't impressed.

Your secret stays safe with him, even when he goes to drink.

Elliot

He's definitely written some short stories and poems about the monsters in the mines/skull caverns you talked about, even creating new characters inspired by them!

Oftentimes he silently envies the thrilling adventures you've had and wonders if his life will ever become that exciting (without all the danger and peril of mining, ofc)

While hanging at the saloon, you maaaaaay have let it slip that you owned Pokémon, but you don't remember how much you shared.

Fortunately, it didn't negatively affect your friendship with Elliot, as he comes to your farm to see these creatures for himself.

"Oh my...!"

The first one he meets is Vespiquen, and you SPRINT over to him in a panic, clothes dirty and your face sweaty.

"Elliot! Don't scream! She's just a..uh...ah....a-a really big bee-!"

"Farmer, why would I ever scream in the presence of royalty?"

"..huh...?"

You stand there, utterly dumbfounded as the writer greets your fearsome bug type, treating her like a princess and admiring her growing collecting of honey and flower garden.

Vespiquen, being the haughty and prideful lass she is, eats up his praise...and continues to every time he's visited your farm since.

Okay, so you might've told him too much about your Pokémon team, but you're grateful he didn't get too scared.

Or think you were crazy.

But it's gonna be a bit of a problem when you need Vespiquen to focus on her tasks.

Even if you're visiting his beach house or hanging out in the library together, you could feel her pokeball shaking within your bag, eager to be let out.

Elliot joked that she was simply "buzzing" with excitement, and you just groaned.

Krobus

The shadow monster always dreamed of the day humans and monsters could live in harmony, but fears that it'll only stay that way: as a mere dream.

Well...one winter night that changes when he visits your farm under the cover of darkness, and Blaziken instinctively comes out to protect your land.

The familiar screech of a Shadow Brute has you rushing out the door, sword drawn, only to instantly recognize Krobus--who was about to get Fire Punched into oblivion.

"Blaziken, stop! That's my friend!"

"...blaze?" They stare at you, still holding the poor little monster in their grasp.

"Please, trust me. Don't hurt him."

Krobus is bewildered and scared..yet amazed at the same time.

This human has tamed a monster and can speak to it??? Not to mention you have several of them once he visits your coop and barn.

After you've explained the concept of Pokémon, he grows to understand them better, and forgives Blaziken for attacking him.

Obviously you didn't wanna tell him you used them to fight his "friends" down in the mines.

Initially, he was horrified by the idea of pokeballs being used to "imprison" them, despite you reassuring him that they roam freely almost 24/7.

Although when you're down in the sewers one day, he proposes a rather humorous question.

"Is the inside of a pokeball comfortable for them?"

"It is. It's well-insulated but..wait, don't tell me..." You see the look on his face, the way his eyes went to the pokeballs on your belt. "Did you wanna try going inside one? Thought you despised the idea."

"I did, but..if they help your monsters get around town discreetly, maybe..they could help me. The crocus are blooming nicely this winter, and I've been wanting to pick them myself."

"Sorry Krobus, but they don't work."

"Why not?"

"...because you're not a Pokémon. It'll just bounce right off of you."

"But I am a monster, though???"

"That's...not really how it works-"

"Didn't you say they were discovering new ones all the time in your world?"

Eventually, you entertain the idea of catching Krobus--and he's disappointed when you're correct, as the pokeball bounces off his antenna and almost rolls into the sewer waters.

You get a good laugh out of it, and as embarrassed as he is..it was worth a try.

Sebastian

Another day, another argument with his family...another reason to get out of that house and be as far away from the mountains as possible.

There's no better place for Sebastian to retreat to than your farm.

You two have become close friends at this point, even though you have yet to actually tell him about your Pokémon.

While playing Solarian Chronicles with him, Sam, and Abigail, you'd play the role of a summoner (which was the closest thing to "trainer"), with some of your creatures being inspired by your main team.

Ngl Seb was impressed by your character sheet.

When he decides to come over one random day after that fight in his house, Gogoat is tilling the soil with their hooves--and you're too occupied planting seeds until he says something.

"Woah..I've never seen that kind of goat before."

You jump, rushing over to explain everything....only to see that he doesn't look freaked out by any means. Nor did he seem upset that you kept this a secret.

Then again, he regularly visited the mines and thinks the Skeletons are badass, so you weren't sure why you were freaking out.

In the end, he just has genuine questions about your Pokémon, and you answer them honestly.

In your pokedex, you show him some of the frog-based ones. And he immediately likes Politoed.

You introduce him to Blaziken, who tries gifting him a frozen tear you had stored in a chest, only to pout as it melts and evaporates instantly.

It makes Sebastian laugh a little--and you did a double take bc you've never heard this man laugh before in your life (and you don't deny that it made your heart skip a beat).

"I appreciate the gesture, Blaziken..thanks." He smiles, already feeling better.

As an apology, your starter lights his cigarette with a small flame, and he's stunned.

"Wow..what can't you do?"

Harvey

Like any good town doctor, he just wanted to visit your farm to give you a checkup, knowing how hard you must work to keep things running smoothly.

At your last appointment, you mentioned having "helpers", and he was certain that meant the animals you purchased from Marnie's ranch...

Not "animals" that don't look anything like animals he's seen in the valley or in Zuzu City.

He almost screams at the sight of Vespiquen staring menacingly at him while she's guarding the beehouses, and you rush out of your house before the poor bachelor faints.

"Calm down, Harvey! She's..uh..t-totally harmless!"

"..hh..harmless..? She--it...wh-what exactly is she, [y/n]? What am I looking at right now???" He looks to you with the widest and most terrified eyes, begging for an explanation. "Is she some monster from the mines??"

Try as you might to explain your Pokémon to him (even as you calmly introduce him to the rest of your team), that first impression left his nerves shot for the longest time.

No matter where he goes, Harvey couldn't stop wondering why you owned such bizarre creatures--and even at work, Maru begins to see that he seems extra nervous when around you.

But she assumes he has a crush on you, which is partially true.

As time goes on, though, he starts to understand your team better and acknowledges that despite their looks, they are kind, reliable, and protective partners.

He won't reveal your secret unless you're ready to. But he's impressed you've managed to keep them underwraps for so long.

When he learns Vespiquen's Heal Order is the reason you return from the mines/skull caverns with nary a scratch, he apologizes to her personally for screaming.

As long as you don't tell him you were sent to this world by the Pokémon equivalent of Yoba, you're golden.

[gomzdrawfr]

I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOUR ART!!! They are sooo cute and squishable :3 I really enjoy with your recent catraven & price ones. (and i miss your alex doodles 😇) (🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻)

tHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANK YOUUU HEHE

here's alex telling you to drink you wotahh

[ryllen]

when for some cruel reason *me wanting to draw angst, ur folks were said to never coming back

[rentsturner]

blurb about a rough punishment? your choice xx

god there’s so many things I could do for this

With punishment, I think Alex is usually quite playful, doesn’t give you really serious punishments unless he’s really pissed. Yeah, you get spanked pretty often for teasing him, there’s a lot of edging and denial, but it’s never much worse than that. But that’s when Alex is in a good mood. When he’s in a bad mood, well that’s different.

Maybe you flirted with someone else at a bar, ignored Alex all night just to talk to some random guy, knowing it would rile him up and wanting to find out what Alex has in store for you. And it worked. Alex is angry, really pissed, his eyes dark, his gaze only on you and your poor target all night.

You can tell he’s angry on the drive home from the way he doesn’t say a word, just grips the gear stick with white knuckles. He hadn’t even said goodbye to anyone at the party, just grabbed your waist at midnight on the dot and practically dragged you to the car.

Now you’re kneeling naked on the floor at the foot of the bed, while Alex crouches behind you, his long fingers tying your arms securely with loops of rope. He yanks your hair back harshly, pressing his lips close to your ear.

“Such a fucking brat. Flirting with that guy all night, right in front of me, little slut.”

You moan at his words, almost ashamed at how the names make you wet, Alex’s deep voice angry in your ear.

“Al, please…” you can’t help but moan, craving his touch. But he just laughs.

“Oh? You want me now do you? Well too bad. You aren’t getting any pleasure tonight. Nah. I’m just gonna use you.”

He strides round so he’s stood in front of you and you look up at him, his eyes dark, mouth curling into a mean smirk, strands of dark hair falling over his forehead. He takes your face in his hands, stroking your cheek gently. Then he unbuckles his belt, undoes his zip and takes out his cock, pumping it right in front of your face.

“Open.”

He taps the head of his cock on your lips, pushing it past them as you open your mouth eagerly. Usually he starts off slow, lets your throat get used to the stretch, but not today. One hand cups the back of your head, the other pulling your chin down to open your mouth wider as he fucks harshly into your mouth. His tip brushes the back of your throat and you gag around him, but he doesn’t relent, pistoning his hips back and forth until you’re drooling down your own chest.

All you can taste, smell, feel is Alex. The hot weight of him on your tongue, his musky smell, his pubes tickling your nose, his grip tight on your hair, his deep groans whenever his tip slips past the back of your throat. You can tell he’s close by the way his cock begins to twitch in your mouth and you close your eyes, waiting for his load to spurt down your throat. But instead, he suddenly moves away, pulling out of your mouth, pumping himself roughly.

You watch him, wide-eyed, drool dripping from your chin, as he throws his head back in pleasure, twisting his wrist and cumming all over your chest.

“M-mine.” He pants, admiring the way his cum paints your skin.

Then he tucks himself back into his trousers, tidying himself up and shrugging his suit jacket back on. You whine as he grabs his car keys and walks towards the door.

“Al, no, wait-“

“Sorry, darling. I realised i never said my goodbyes at the party. I think I’ll go back for a few hours, spend a bit more time there. You’ll have to stay here, since you obviously aren’t well behaved enough to come with me.”

“But, Al, you can’t just leave me like this.”

“Oh I can. And I will. Maybe if I’m feeling nice when I get back, I might untie you before I go to bed. How does that sound?”

[arabella-in-riot-van]

[aglitchysylveon]

Have a bunch of my TMC shit, mainly showing my OC because she's cool, also some other OCs and and friends OC.

Also Cecelia working at Starbucks is my favorite thing ever.

[tennant-davids]

ROSWELL, NEW MEXICO 4x11 Follow You Down (requested by anonymous)

[actual-changeling]

-"No Complaints", Noah Kahan

for @ellie-licious since we're stuck in the Stick Season brainrot together

[riwooga]

Dol npcs part 7, requested edition ✨

These were the main ones people requested to see so here we are! 💕

Close ups~ ✌️✨

[lightningzbolt]

Awsten Knight Hair (Two different files)

I started with showing Red & Black first as it's the latest but I made 17 swatches. I think I covered every significant color, skipping most Greatest Hits hairs as those are a pain okay, I am but a single person with GIMP. I did do the scene hair but I would like to some day do it on another mesh. I sorted and organized all my pictures of Awsten, over 400 btw, by hair color, to help me figure out the best examples of each, and to figure out which ones were just faded versions of the others, a few swatches are 'faded' colors, and which looked distinct enough to make swatches for. Green seems most consistent, I have the most pics of blue. Greatest Hits tricolor and red & black are my favorites. The blue is the first color that shows up on the swatches so the thumbnail shows blue hair to make finding it easy. I tried to mimic that the two distinct reds were not exactly the same. I've gotten way too fucking good at telling when a picture came from even if the color is gone from it. None of these are what hair my Awsten Sim normally has tho.

This is. I made this a couple years ago and never changed it from most outfits as it just makes him stand out and it took hours to make, I wanted to get the most out of it. Just one swatch here. Both of these are base game mesh recolors, so nothing else is needed. Standalone files. Also I went out of my way to grab werewolfy poses and emotions because I think it's adorable, okay. He's the least intimidating werewolf, but still my favorite. Forgive Jack's face and body and everything being in frame a lot I am playing as him.

Hair 1

Hair 2

[gayroman]

back when arctic monkeys live at kings theater was still on youtube, i downloaded it for future purposes.  i haven’t seen anyone else post it on here so here you guys go.  almost gave myself a computer virus downloading it so might as well share the wealth.  advance apologies, it’s not the best quality out there, but i think it’s better than nothing.

here is a google drive link for it, download for better quality and let me know if it doesn’t work. enjoy <3