Dance in the military operation (Arknights x femReader)

8-𝕲𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖌𝖔𝖜 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘

𝒟𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓂...

I found myself to be in an alleyway. I'm not sure where I was however I knew I should go this instant. I got up and started running for the exit only to turn my head and see little boys getting curb stomped by reunion members. I don't know why or how I was able to do this but I pulled out what seemed to be a (sword/staff/knives/bow/shield/whatever here are your choices and don't complain it's supposed to be like docs personality I guess)

Both from GxB2

(I chose two different aesthetics so no one would be like "I sWeaR tHAt iS so UGlY" but then again it IS Wattpad so there prolly is gonna be some complaints. I DO however accept complaints if you are just SUGGESTING A WEAPON)

I flew at them with the wrath of all (element) then claimed my victory as the enemies fly away from a kick to the face or I had chased them away with my weapon(s). I looked back to see the girl staring at me in awe of what I had just done. When she had noticed I was looking at her she backed up against the wall fearing I was to harm her. I smiled gently at her. "What's your name ,honey?" I asked in a soothing tone. "ጠ̵̡̡̛̛̼͉̟̣̭̞̰̦̩̻͈͙̹̻̦̲̟̤͙͎̳̱͙͚͙͔̼̲̮̭͉̰̰̹̱̫͎͇̳̫̹͓̤̾̆̀̉͊̍̒͊̂͒̔̃̄̃̈̈́̀̆̂̀̂̒̆̓̀́̅̆́̽̄̍͋̐͗̓́̇̓͂͐̓̓͆̉̎̐͑͂̒̒̓̓̒̈̉̇̈́̏̏͆̓̊̊͆͛̉͘̚̚̚̚͜͝͠͝͝͝͝͝ͅቿ̸̢̡̢̨̛͉̦̭͙̟͖̳͎̠̗͚̘̼͎̩͈̹̥̭͇̲̜̹͍̦̩̖̳͈̼̦̣͕̻̗̼̝̮̗̩̤͖̀̅̈́̈́̏̾̌̒͋̔̎̔̃̂̓̒́͗̂͐̓̌̇̿͌̂͑̽͐̄̀̍͒̇̆̓̿̏͒̄̀̀́̌̒͐̅̀͂̎̚͘͝͝የ̴̛̪͓̀͒̇͗͆̽́̈̿̇̃̍̒̊̾̽̃̇̊̈́̽͊͛̂́̈́̅͂̊͒̇̉̾̋͗̍̑͑̀̄͐͋̔̋̒͗͑͌̓̈̐̓͐̈́̍̈́̇̀͂̐̊̇̀͗̑̈́̀̇̊̈́͌̀̀̍̽̓̈́͂͋̓͋̇̊̎͌̍͗̚̕̕͘͜͝͝ዘ̴̧̢̛̛̱̤͍͓̻̭͚̫̼̠̫̥̠̩͓̺̟͕͎̰͈̤̲̮̫̘̹̥͈̋̈́̍̈́̎̈̄̐̀́̏̓̑̔́̉́̑͆̃͛͐̀́̽͋͒̃̿͊̀͘͜͠ጎ̵̢̨̡̨̧̨̛̩̜̞͈͎̙̯̲͇͚̥͎̯̹͚͖̟̖̬̞̱̺̥̟̩̖̫̖̙͚͇̥̪̲̜̺̝͖͈̩̯͚̝̘̙͙̞̹̞̤̥̙͚̞̪̯͍̬̗̗̤̘̫̘͊̈́͂̿̈̂̿͂̈́̍͒͗̋̃̈́̈́̐̃̀̂̒̅̆͐͐̓͗̎̊̍̇̾͜͜͜͜͠͝ͅነ̷̧̧̡̧̡̻̙̪̙̼̦͖̮̖͍͕̹̲̗̮̝̙̹̬̰͚͉͓̘͈͕̟̻̖̞̝̙̟̗͈̹̺̝͎͖̘͕̳͖̞͙̟̜̹͚̰͕̤̗̣̍̅̐̓͂̇̆̋̿͋̄̎͛̑̈́͊̓̔̃̕̚͠͝ͅͅፕ̴̡̡̡̧̢̨̨̟͇͎͖̖̣͔̤͓̟̭͙̝̞̖͈͙̖͙͓̫̝̪̤̙̬͎͍̙̤̮̱̜̜͖̥͈̪̙̲̜̘̠̱̫̲̠͍̺̭̩͚̫̙͇̼͕̱̝̭̦̗̠̗̺̲̮̟͆̎̅͐̐̈̓̉̍͌̅͛̄̇̎̽̋͑͋͊͆͘͘͜͜͜͠͝ዐ̵̨̢̨̡̡̨̡̧̨̨̛̮̠̥͚̣̞͖̬̠̫͍͈̲̩̰̯̥̯̦͈͓̖̣̳̻̩̥͍̭̱̮̤̺̳̹̻̮͉̟͎̻̝̮̖̬͚̺͚̰̭͎͈̟͖̯͍̣̹̬̥̝̳̩̼̹̬͔͉͇̩̼̯͔̗̖͈̘̟͚͓͍̻̹͉̺͔̩͇̦͂̊̌͐̍̈́̅͒̿̾̃̄͊̾̇̈̑̈́̌͐́͌̿̅͆͑̾̅́̈̐̅̂̚̚͜͜͝͝͝͠." he said. " ̸̧̧̛̛̪̝͍̬̩͉̝͈͉̞̦͍̹̹͉̉̏͒̃̌̄̀̓̾̓́̾̀̓̊̇͐͋͑̃͑̉̈́͆͑̉̔̇̇͊̀̑͂́͊̄̈́͂̐̎͆͒̐̏̎̓̓͆͆̚͘͜͠͝͝͝͝⛥̸̧̨̧̧̧̛̛̬̲̮̲̼̩̺̮̬̞̬̯͉͍̼͔̤͚͍̠͍̣͖̰͔͇͈̦̥̙͖̺͔̤͍͖͖̲̱̗͔̗̖̭̤̠̪͕̮̹̮͚̥̞͖͔͚̞͕̯̣̖͇͖̩̰͙̣̥͉̺͓̦͎̟͎̆̔̉̈̉̔͋̓͆̉́̀̐̍̂̒̑̈́́̃̅̎̇̄́̽̑͛̽̾̎̓̏̂̄̓̕͘̚͘͜͜ͅͅ ̷̢̢̡̡̠̺̱̣͎͎̦̺̻̩̮͙̫͈͇̲͍͕̯̫̲̹̺͈͓͖̱̹͈̙͙̫͍̘̺̝̗̘̝̻̝̳̳̣̞̟̝̖̬͚͓̒̋̈́̆̈́͐̓͑͌̒̐̾́͌͐̒̏͆͗̽̅̎͆̆̌̑̍̿͑͌̕̕͝͝ͅ⛥̸̨̨̛̛͕̞̳̲̯̻͉̻̣͇̬̣̳̭̖͔̗̹̞̬̲͕̩͓̱̻̜̭͎̙̹͕̳̖͈̯͎͕̥̭̠̜͎̤̜̑͊͊͒̂͌́̐͐̑̑͆̈̈̊̄͑̈́̃̿̔͒̒̑͗̆̂͗̀͛̈̌̿̓͋̀̔͋̃̓̎͌͊͌̾͐͒͒̓̽͒́̀̈́̈̓̑͆̓̅͛̌̔̿̈̑͑̒̄́͒̈͊̾͗̃͛̉̚͘̕͘̕̚͘̚͘͜͜͜͝͠͠͝͝͠͠͠͝ͅͅ ̵̡̢̢̡̧̧̨̨̣͎̟̟͖̠̳̖̜͔͍̞̣̫̤̬̱͍̮̖̣͇͔̭̳̱͓̺̯̺̣̼̰̫̲͔̺̥̖̹̼̗͙̠͙̤͚̰͇̩͎̖͎̗̝̼̈́̊̾͆͌̈̈̉̄͒͗͒͋̈́̇̓̽̈͒͛̎̆̅͘͘͜͜͜͝͠͠ͅͅͅጠ̵̡̡̛̛̼͉̟̣̭̞̰̦̩̻͈͙̹̻̦̲̟̤͙͎̳̱͙͚͙͔̼̲̮̭͉̰̰̹̱̫͎͇̳̫̹͓̤̾̆̀̉͊̍̒͊̂͒̔̃̄̃̈̈́̀̆̂̀̂̒̆̓̀́̅̆́̽̄̍͋̐͗̓́̇̓͂͐̓̓͆̉̎̐͑͂̒̒̓̓̒̈̉̇̈́̏̏͆̓̊̊͆͛̉͘̚̚̚̚͜͝͠͝͝͝͝͝ͅቿ̸̢̡̢̨̛͉̦̭͙̟͖̳͎̠̗͚̘̼͎̩͈̹̥̭͇̲̜̹͍̦̩̖̳͈̼̦̣͕̻̗̼̝̮̗̩̤͖̀̅̈́̈́̏̾̌̒͋̔̎̔̃̂̓̒́͗̂͐̓̌̇̿͌̂͑̽͐̄̀̍͒̇̆̓̿̏͒̄̀̀́̌̒͐̅̀͂̎̚͘͝͝የ̴̛̪͓̀͒̇͗͆̽́̈̿̇̃̍̒̊̾̽̃̇̊̈́̽͊͛̂́̈́̅͂̊͒̇̉̾̋͗̍̑͑̀̄͐͋̔̋̒͗͑͌̓̈̐̓͐̈́̍̈́̇̀͂̐̊̇̀͗̑̈́̀̇̊̈́͌̀̀̍̽̓̈́͂͋̓͋̇̊̎͌̍͗̚̕̕͘͜͝͝ዘ̴̧̢̛̛̱̤͍͓̻̭͚̫̼̠̫̥̠̩͓̺̟͕͎̰͈̤̲̮̫̘̹̥͈̋̈́̍̈́̎̈̄̐̀́̏̓̑̔́̉́̑͆̃͛͐̀́̽͋͒̃̿͊̀͘͜͠ጎ̵̢̨̡̨̧̨̛̩̜̞͈͎̙̯̲͇͚̥͎̯̹͚͖̟̖̬̞̱̺̥̟̩̖̫̖̙͚͇̥̪̲̜̺̝͖͈̩̯͚̝̘̙͙̞̹̞̤̥̙͚̞̪̯͍̬̗̗̤̘̫̘͊̈́͂̿̈̂̿͂̈́̍͒͗̋̃̈́̈́̐̃̀̂̒̅̆͐͐̓͗̎̊̍̇̾͜͜͜͜͠͝ͅነ̷̧̧̡̧̡̻̙̪̙̼̦͖̮̖͍͕̹̲̗̮̝̙̹̬̰͚͉͓̘͈͕̟̻̖̞̝̙̟̗͈̹̺̝͎͖̘͕̳͖̞͙̟̜̹͚̰͕̤̗̣̍̅̐̓͂̇̆̋̿͋̄̎͛̑̈́͊̓̔̃̕̚͠͝ͅͅፕ̴̡̡̡̧̢̨̨̟͇͎͖̖̣͔̤͓̟̭͙̝̞̖͈͙̖͙͓̫̝̪̤̙̬͎͍̙̤̮̱̜̜͖̥͈̪̙̲̜̘̠̱̫̲̠͍̺̭̩͚̫̙͇̼͕̱̝̭̦̗̠̗̺̲̮̟͆̎̅͐̐̈̓̉̍͌̅͛̄̇̎̽̋͑͋͊͆͘͘͜͜͜͠͝ዐ̵̨̢̨̡̡̨̡̧̨̨̛̮̠̥͚̣̞͖̬̠̫͍͈̲̩̰̯̥̯̦͈͓̖̣̳̻̩̥͍̭̱̮̤̺̳̹̻̮͉̟͎̻̝̮̖̬͚̺͚̰̭͎͈̟͖̯͍̣̹̬̥̝̳̩̼̹̬͔͉͇̩̼̯͔̗̖͈̘̟͚͓͍̻̹͉̺͔̩͇̦͂̊̌͐̍̈́̅͒̿̾̃̄͊̾̇̈̑̈́̌͐́͌̿̅͆͑̾̅́̈̐̅̂̚̚͜͜͝͝͝͠ψ Huh? Such a pretty name. Come here let's get you patched up." I said reaching in my convenience bag for some antibiotic wipes and bandages. "Miss...umm" he said reminding me that I have yet to introduce myself to her. "I'm (Y/N) (L/N). Just call me (Y/N or (N/N) please." I said. "(N/N)? Can you come back home and wait for ̶ि̶̴̴̷̴̶̵̴̴̷̶̷̸̸̴̶̶̷̴̴̸̵̴̵̸̷̷̸̵̷̴̶̴̸̴̸̷̷̷̸̸̴̷̴̴̸̸̶̴̵̴̷̵̶̷̶̷̸̸̸̸̶̸̴̸̵̷̴̶̸̵̴̶̷̸̶̶̵̸̸̴̶̸̵̸̶̸̷̸̶̴̴̵̷̶̶̴̵̸̸̴̵̷̶̴̶̴̵̸̸̸̸̸̴̴̵̷̶̶̴̵̴̸̴̴̴̸̷̶̸̶̸̸̸̸̴̴̵̵̶̸̷̶̴̷̷̷̷̴̴̸̸̸̵̵̸̵̷̵̴̶̶̴̴̷̶̴̶̸̶̴̴̸̴̶̷̵̴̷̵̶̵̴̷̸̸̴̴̶̴̴̸̸̶̷̷̶̶̷̵̵̵̶̸̴̷̷̶̴̵̵̷̷̴̴̸̴̶̸̴̴̸̶̸̴̵̴̸̸̶̸̸̵̴̴̵̵̵̴̸̴̸̧̡̡̡̧̧̨̨̧̧̧̧̡̡̡̧̨̧̡̢̡̧̨̨̧̛̛̲͇̰͉̪̺̪̱̱̟̪̮͈̟̩̼̝̟͓̝͈̘͇̣̯̤̰̥̫͇̲͔̗̪͔̥̳̱͈͖̦͔̺͇͕̮̳̲̘͓͇͈̮̣̺̺͕̻̦̯̜̲̠͓̺̬̘̺̟̤̹̼͙̤͙͕̹̞̹̘͚͍̘͙͓̻̘̯͔͚͓̖̝̭̳̠̖͓̜̗͙̟̖̗͉̺̜̗̮̺̣̘̤͔̫̖̤͍͙̥͕͖̬̟͇̥̩̮̱͕̪͇̬̺̯͉̰̯̦͚̥̬̣̩̰̱̮̣̲̻̥̫͇̻̱̠͈̞͓̺̒̓̓̉̓̎̑̀̽̓̐̄̽͛̍̓̌̇̑́͗̾̾̈̓̎̿̊͗̉̎̀̍́͘̚͘̕͘͘͘͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͝͝ͅค̵̷̵̴̷̸̸̵̴̷̴̶̸̷̵̵̶̴̷̴̸̵̷̷̶̶̴̸̵̷̶̶̷̴̴̵̴̷̴̶̶̴̷̸̸̵̵̴̶̷̶̴̷̸̶̵̶̷̸̶̸̵̷̴̷̷̶̶̴̸̴̴̸̸̸̵̵̸̸̴̷̶̸̷̴̵̵̶̷̴̸̶̶̵̸̸̶̶̴̸̸̸̶̸̷̴̶̴̶̴̶̴̴̵̷̵̴̷̸̵̸̸̸̶̵̴̴̸̵̵̷̵̵̸̸̸̷̶̶̵̷̷̴̸̵̷̵̶̶̴̶̷̶̷̴̷̵̵̶̷̷̷̶̷̸̸̶̸̶̷̵̴̸̵̶̶̷̵̴̷̶̵̶̶̷̵̵̷̸̷̵̷̶̴̴̶̷̶̵̵̷̶̵̵̶̶̷̷̴̶̷̸̴̵̶̷̴̷̵̴̴̷̴̷̸̴̷̸̸̵̴̷̵̸̵̸̴̴̸̷̴̷̵̴̷̶̵̸̶̶̷̸̴̴̴̷̸̸̴̷̵̷̷̷̷̸̷̵̷̵̷̷̶̷̸̷̵̵̸̸̴̴̵̴̸̸̸̵̷̷̴̸̷̷̵̵̴̸̷̵̸̶̸̶̵̸̵̷̸̶̷̸̴̴̶̡̧̡̧̧̡̧̨̡̧̨̛̛̛̛̛̛̮̘͔̤͎͕̣̬̼̫̟̩̰̘̞̞͉̞̥͈̝͕͈͍͓̩͍̳̣͖̭͍̭̦̱̤̰͓̩̜̞̩̰̼̠̼͍̗͎̯̜̹̫͕̦̭̰̪̣̰̤̝̞̺̥̭͎̫̰͓̙̙̺̻̻̲͔̙͈̠̘̫̟͎̪̦̰̳͔̙͉̮̣̙̟͇̞̹̦̤̪͕̙̩̺̯̱̖̠͙̰̘̣̙͚̺̰̭̮̳͓̹͚͇̰͒̈́̾̌̊͐͆̑̐̉̓͂́̈́̒̑͛̋͆͆͋͂̃̈́̊̉̈́̿͑̽̈́͂͆͆̍̈́̎́́́͌̂̊̏̄̓̈́͆͋̀̾͊̋̀̃͗̎̇̋̈́̂́͛̃̆̓̃͊̎̀̑̓̏͋͋͂̉́̉͂̍̆́́̂̊́̉̾̓̔̒̓̉͒͐̈́̅̎̎̃̋̑̇͂͌͌̆̇̈́͂̉̽̉͑̑͋͊̌̃̉̽͆͗̌̓̉͒̽̆̇͒̽̿́́̄̆̇͋͑́̈́̚͘̚͘̕͘̚͘̕̕͘̕͘̕͜͠͝͝͝͝͝͠͠͝͠͠ͅપ̴̷̸̷̵̴̵̶̷̴̷̷̵̷̴̷̵̸̷̵̸̷̴̶̴̴̶̸̴̸̵̶̶̵̶̸̵̴̶̸̵̴̸̸̴̸̶̵̶̶̸̸̷̶̸̶̶̴̶̵̷̸̴̴̵̶̷̷̷̵̶̷̵̵̵̴̸̵̸̸̶̴̶̶̷̸̴̷̸̷̵̸̷̴̷̸̴̸̵̸̴̸̴̴̵̴̸̷̵̴̷̸̶̴̵̴̸̷̶̴̶̶̴̷̷̷̷̶̴̵̵̵̵̵̵̵̴̸̴̴̸̸̶̸̴̴̸̵̷̸̶̸̶̴̵̶̴̸̵̴̵̸̷̸̶̸̷̷̸̵̵̵̷̷̵̷̶̸̶̶̶̶̸̷̸̶̴̸̷̷̶̴̷̵̸̵̶̷̷̷̷̴̸̶̴̸̷̶̵̷̴̶̸̵̷̷̷̴̶̴̸̵̴̷̵̵̴̵̸̷̷̵̸̷̸̵̵̵̶̴̵̴̸̶̷̸̵̴̵̷̷̷̴̶̴̸̵̷̸̵̷̴̴̵̶̶̵̶̶̷̸̴̴̶̸̸̴̸̶̷̵̴̸̴̵̸̵̷̵̵̵̸̴̸̶̶̸̵̶̸̸̸̸̵̵̴̶̴̵̵̴̵̵̸̶̶̶̵̵̴̷̵̸̸̷̵̴̴̴̵̸̷̸̶̷̵̸̸̵̴̷̵̵̷̴̴̵̷̸̴̵̷̶̴̵̷̸̶̶̴̴̴̶̵̸̵̸̶̷̸̴̷̴̶̴̶̷̵̴̸̷̵̵̵̷̸̵̶̴̵̶̸̸̸̴̴̵̸̶̷̴̷̸̸̷̴̴̷̸̴̴̸̴̸̷̷̶̸̴̧̧̡̢̡̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛͚̙̘̺̪̗̬̬͍̝͍͓̼͓͔͕̯̣͖͈̹͓̠͉͉̬̳̦̟̙̱͈̪̟̱̤̹̦̟̮̰̭̮̼̱̬̝̣̖̝̫͓̥̺͇̻̼̮̬͓̩̩̹̣̤̤͓̦̘̹͈̥̣͚͖̙̫͕͙͕̹̥̦̼̣̘͓̰̗̙̖͖̜̱̖͖͇̱͙̗̭̗̹̪̠͈̫̳̥͍̥͍̩͕͖̩͈͈̹̼̫̦̳̻̳̃̅̎̇̏͋͆̄̾̆̾̇̈́͛́̋̈́̑͐̓̾̐̑͐̂̂̓̉͂̏̋̆̾̒̈̽̒̂̈́͑͑͛̍́̏̇͊̄͐̎̑̌̈́̆̆̑̋̉̾̑͂̄̄̑͛͒̔͊̈́̔̓̓̌͆̈͊̓̈́̅̐̅̈̐̋̔̂̂̾̾̇͛̑͌͋͗̓̓̐͐̂̀̈̒͛͌́͗̈́̽̏̍̐̅͋̓̅́̈́͑͋͐̆̎͋̏́̄͛͋̌̀̊̐̈̒͆̊̇̅͗̒̿̀̆̈͑̈́̀͆̄̈́͂͑͋̓̏̒̀̓͋̈̅͌͂̏͑̔̉͆̊̀͗͐̄̓͒̒̋͊̎̒́͋́̑͊̆͛͛͛̈́̅̍̊̽̀̀͐͗̉̎̆͆̇́͆̈̓͂̿͆̅͆̈̿̀͛͂̽́̽̈͐̎͗̋̾͊͋̇͋́̈̅̃̃͒̃̕̕̕͘̚̕̕̕̕͘̚̚̚͘͘͘͘̕̕͜͜͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͠͝͝͠ͅͅร̸̴̶̶̷̶̷̷̴̸̷̷̵̴̴̶̴̷̶̸̴̴̸̸̷̷̶̷̸̶̶̷̷̸̷̶̶̶̸̵̸̷̵̶̵̶̶̵̷̵̵̵̵̷̶̸̷̷̶̵̶̷̷̵̸̷̵̶̶̴̸̶̷̷̶̵̵̵̶̶̴̵̴̶̸̴̶̴̷̸̶̶̶̶̷̴̶̸̶̷̵̵̸̶̴̶̷̶̵̵̴̵̵̴̴̴̶̴̸̵̵̴̷̶̶̸̶̸̶̵̷̵̷̶̶̸̷̸̶̵̶̶̷̶̵̵̵̶̷̶̷̴̶̸̴̷̵̸̸̸̵̴̴̷̶̷̸̷̸̵̵̵̷̷̶̷̵̴̴̵̸̶̵̴̴̷̵̷̸̶̷̵̶̴̶̴̴̵̸̵̶̸̵̷̸̴̴̵̵̴̸̸̷̴̴̸̸̵̵̵̴̴̴̴̴̵̶̵̶̶̵̸̴̷̴̶̸̵̵̴̷̷̶̵̵̵̸̷̷̴̸̵̴̴̸̸̷̵̸̵̶̶̴̵̴̴̷̵̸̶̷̶̸̵̸̸̷̷̴̷̵̵̶̵̴̴̶̸̨̨̨̢̨̧̨̢̨̨̨̨̢̡̛̛̛̛̖̤̯̰̜͎̦͙̻͎͓͍̪̼͖̰̲̥͓̪̯̣̟̞̼̞͚̮̮͈̯̱̫͈̞͉̬̘͚̳̦̮̫̘̜͖̗̤͈͕͇͚̣̥̼͇͚̱̮͕̖̟̼̞͉̗̟̜̥̗̟̭̙͔̠͕͎̤̱̞͎͔͍̙̲̹͙̳̙̯̫͚̻̜͚̳͈̩̞̮̯̞̰͔͎͚̞̘͖̻̈̽́͐͌̈́̆̾͗̑̔̃͌̒̀̔́͊̐́́̐̄͗̋̈́͐̇̔̌̉̓́̈͌̈́̆̅̈́̄̆̿̉͌͒̽̏́̓̄̈̈́̇̋͒̌̀̂̏̾̏̇͒̀̍͗̂͒͌̓̌̒̅̋̒͑̐̈̓̀̈́̃̿͐̈́̐̒́̓͗́͂̓̈̀̑̍̈́̈́̉́̓̈́̀͂̀̈́̽̐̏̄̐̏̍̾͋̊̓̎̓̉̎͆͆̓̈́̀͑̏̕̕͘͘̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͜͝͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͠͝ͅͅͅͅͅՇ̸̵̸̷̴̵̷̵̵̵̵̴̸̸̴̵̵̶̷̵̶̴̷̶̴̸̸̵̵̴̶̷̷̶̸̸̴̷̴̵̷̶̷̶̴̵̶̶̶̸̸̷̸̴̸̵̶̶̴̸̸̴̶̶̵̴̷̴̶̴̷̷̸̸̴̴̶̷̷̷̷̸̴̷̷̸̸̴̵̵̴̷̷̶̵̵̴̷̵̶̴̸̸̸̶̸̵̸̷̸̵̸̵̵̸̶̷̶̵̴̶̵̴̷̶̶̵̶̶̶̵̷̸̵̸̸̸̵̸̶̶̶̴̷̵̷̸̸̸̶̶̵̷̵̴̸̷̷̶̶̸̸̴̸̵̷̸̸̴̴̶̴̵̸̵̵̸̶̵̶̴̵̴̸̴̶̴̵̵̸̵̷̸̵̵̴̵̷̸̵̵̴̸̴̷̷̷̴̷̶̵̴̸̵̴̷̴̵̶̶̵̸̵̴̶̵̴̸̴̸̴̸̸̴̸̸̶̷̸̸̶̸̶̸̴̷̵̸̵̷̵̶̶̶̵̴̴̶̵̸̵̷̷̸̶̵̸̷̶̵̷̸̷̵̸̸̶̵̷̸̶̷̴̷̴̴̶̶̵̸̵̸̷̶̶̷̷̸̶̸̵̷̴̵̴̸̴̶̴̵̶̷̶̶̷̷̴̷̸̸̶̶̷̴̨̡̧̧̡̢̨̢̡̨̧̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̠̪̲̩̱̫͚̞̘̬̗͕͍̞͕͖̞̝̹͙̣̝͍̝̼̯͕̯̰̖̱̲͍̜̲͔͎͚̬̫̞̬̗͓̮̯͔̠̘̳͇̻̦̰͔̝̼̗̬͖̼̲̞̪̜̻͓̮͈͓̭͙̦̳͇̱̖͕̱͖̱͈̙̲̱̹̹̙̺̬͓͙̩̬͖͖̜͑̊̅͒̀̀̋̀̐̀͐̃̎̎̅̀̿̂̅̀̉͑͛́̑̅̊͐̅̓̔̋̀̈́̀̾̽̍̇̓̂̀̒͒̇̓̋̋̆̉̇̏̐̅̐͐̑͒͂̉͆͗͂̉̈́̾̔́̌́͊̌̐̃̒͋͆̎̀͛͌͂͐̐̏̀̊͛͌̊͒̔͐̂͊͛͆͋̀̐̉̂̃̒̆͐͑͊̆̄̍̂̔́̾͋̅͑͐͒̓̈́͗̇̈́͌͛̍̋̍̒̆͋̈͗̽̉̆̇̿͗͑͌̓̅͑̏̆̆͌͛̓̇͌̿̒̿̏̒̉̒̋̈́̆̇͐̅̾̚͘̚̕̚̚̕̚͘̕͘̚͜͜͜͜͠͝͝͠͠͝͠͝͠͠͝͝͠͝͝ͅͅͅͅ with me?" he asked with a pleading face. "Of course but let's get your wounds out of the way. I can carry you back to your home if you would like." I said with a soft smile. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓈ℯℯ𝓂𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈ℴ𝓃 ... I thought.