𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖-𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕥- {Bob x Bosip} 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙐𝙀𝘿

"My part to you..." (Chapter 2)

   ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕦𝕪𝕤! 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕠. 𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕪, 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟'𝕥 𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝔸𝕞𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔹𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔹𝕠𝕓 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥-𝕒-𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕕 (𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕘𝕦𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪'𝕣𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖). 

     

    𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕝𝕝, 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕗 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕓𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 (𝔸𝕞𝕠𝕣𝔸𝕝𝕥𝕣𝕒, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝔹𝕠𝕓 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔹𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕡) 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖! 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕟𝕖𝕨. 𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝔸𝕞𝕠𝕣, 𝔹𝕠𝕓, 𝔹𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕡, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡. 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 "𝔹𝕠𝕓 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘" 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕜 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖. 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥.

𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕦𝕪𝕤 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖. ℕ𝕠𝕨, 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥!

𝗕𝗼𝗯'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

"Uugghh" Bob groaned as he tried to get up, his head spinning wildly as he propped himself up against his bedframe. He looked over at the other side of his bed where Bosip had slept before, It was neatly made along with the pillow looking fluffed. Bob smiled internally, not wanting to really smile cringing at how he'd picture himself to look while doing so. He sniffled and then got up, the cold of the floor making him immediately go back on the bed. He grabbed his slippers from under his bed and put them on along with wrapping a blanket around him as he stood. He felt cold and hot at the same time, he realized this as soon as he woke but he just then realized he was still sick. 'Why can't this cold just leave me already?' He thought, walking down the stairs to the living room.