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d҈e҈s҈c҈r҈i҈p҈t҈i҈o҈n҈:y҈o҈u҈ w҈a҈n҈n҈a҈ g҈o҈ t҈o҈ p҈r҈o҈m҈ b҈u҈t҈ n҈o҈ o҈n҈e҈ a҈s҈k҈e҈d҈ y҈o҈u҈ u҈n҈t҈i҈l҈ B҈i҈a҈n҈c҈a҈ s҈t҈e҈p҈p҈e҈d҈ t҈o҈ y҈o҈u҈

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d҈e҈s҈c҈r҈i҈p҈t҈i҈o҈n҈:
y҈o҈u҈ w҈a҈n҈n҈a҈ g҈o҈ t҈o҈ p҈r҈o҈m҈ b҈u҈t҈ n҈o҈ o҈n҈e҈ a҈s҈k҈e҈d҈ y҈o҈u҈ u҈n҈t҈i҈l҈ B҈i҈a҈n҈c҈a҈ s҈t҈e҈p҈p҈e҈d҈ t҈o҈ y҈o҈u҈

𝗒/𝗇

𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊'𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍.

𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊'𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍

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(𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆: 𝖠𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖣𝗈𝗅𝗅)

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𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝚢/𝚗𝚗?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

"𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖, 𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊" 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛

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"𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖, 𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊" 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛. "𝙾𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍? 𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. "𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚘?" 𝙸 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

"𝚆𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍. "𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍. "𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎" 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎. "𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜.

𝕭𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆
𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

I̾ g̾o̾t̾ t̾o̾ y̾/n̾n̾'s̾ h̾o̾u̾s̾e̾, f̾e̾e̾l̾i̾n̾g̾ n̾e̾r̾v̾o̾u̾s̾. S̾h̾e̾ c̾a̾m̾e̾ o̾u̾t̾s̾i̾d̾e̾ a̾n̾d̾ s̾m̾i̾l̾e̾d̾ a̾t̾ m̾e̾.

 S̾h̾e̾ c̾a̾m̾e̾ o̾u̾t̾s̾i̾d̾e̾ a̾n̾d̾ s̾m̾i̾l̾e̾d̾ a̾t̾ m̾e̾

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"H̾e̾y̾ B̾" s̾h̾e̾ s̾a̾i̾d̾. I̾ w̾a̾s̾ a̾m̾a̾z̾e̾d̾ a̾t̾ h̾e̾r̾ l̾o̾o̾k̾ f̾o̾r̾ t̾h̾e̾ n̾i̾g̾h̾t̾.

"W̾o̾w̾ y̾/n̾n̾, y̾o̾u̾ l̾o̾o̾k̾ b̾e̾a̾u̾t̾i̾f̾u̾l̾" I̾ t̾o̾l̾d̾ h̾e̾r̾

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"W̾o̾w̾ y̾/n̾n̾, y̾o̾u̾ l̾o̾o̾k̾ b̾e̾a̾u̾t̾i̾f̾u̾l̾" I̾ t̾o̾l̾d̾ h̾e̾r̾. S̾h̾e̾ s̾m̾i̾l̾e̾d̾ a̾t̾ m̾e̾. "T̾h̾a̾n̾k̾ y̾o̾u̾, s̾o̾ d̾o̾ y̾o̾u̾" s̾h̾e̾ t̾o̾l̾d̾ m̾e̾. W̾e̾ g̾o̾t̾ i̾n̾ m̾y̾ c̾a̾r̾ a̾n̾d̾ d̾r̾o̾v̾e̾ t̾o̾ t̾h̾e̾ p̾r̾o̾m̾, e̾v̾e̾r̾y̾o̾n̾e̾ t̾h̾a̾t̾ b̾u̾l̾l̾i̾e̾d̾ y̾/n̾ j̾e̾a̾l̾o̾u̾s̾ t̾h̾a̾t̾ I̾'m̾ h̾e̾r̾ d̾a̾t̾e̾.

"W̾h̾a̾t̾, d̾o̾ y̾'a̾l̾l̾ w̾a̾n̾n̾a̾ b̾e̾ b̾o̾d̾y̾ s̾l̾a̾m̾m̾e̾d̾ o̾r̾ s̾o̾m̾e̾ s̾h̾i̾t̾?" I̾ a̾s̾k̾e̾d̾, m̾a̾k̾i̾n̾g̾ t̾h̾e̾m̾ l̾o̾o̾k̾ a̾t̾ m̾e̾ i̾n̾ f̾e̾a̾r̾. S̾h̾e̾ l̾a̾u̾g̾h̾e̾d̾ a̾s̾ w̾e̾ g̾o̾t̾ t̾o̾ o̾u̾r̾ t̾a̾b̾l̾e̾ a̾n̾d̾ t̾o̾o̾k̾ a̾ s̾e̾a̾t̾.

"T̾h̾i̾s̾ i̾s̾ g̾o̾n̾n̾a̾ b̾e̾ t̾h̾e̾ g̾r̾e̾a̾t̾e̾s̾t̾ n̾i̾g̾h̾t̾ o̾f̾ m̾y̾ l̾i̾f̾e̾" s̾h̾e̾ s̾a̾i̾d̾ h̾a̾p̾p̾i̾l̾y̾. I̾t̾ w̾i̾l̾l̾ b̾e̾ i̾n̾d̾e̾e̾d̾.

f̆̈ŏ̈r̆̈ t̆̈h̆̈ŏ̈s̆̈ĕ̈ t̆̈h̆̈ă̈t̆̈ ă̈r̆̈ĕ̈ ă̈b̆̈ŏ̈ŭ̈t̆̈ t̆̈ŏ̈ b̆̈ĕ̈ ŏ̈f̆̈f̆̈ĭ̈c̆̈ă̈l̆̈l̆̈y̆̈ ŏ̈ŭ̈t̆̈ ŏ̈f̆̈ ğ̈r̆̈ă̈d̆̈ĕ̈ s̆̈c̆̈h̆̈ŏ̈ŏ̈l̆̈, y̆̈ŏ̈ŭ̈'r̆̈ĕ̈ w̆̈ĕ̈l̆̈c̆̈ŏ̈m̆̈ĕ̈

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