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"𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐀𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨."
𝐈 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐣𝐚'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐭.
𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲.
𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐩. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨.
"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭,"
𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐭.
𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐣𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞.
"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐀 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬, 𝐬𝐢𝐬"
𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬.
"𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃."
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐍𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.
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