•°𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑠~ (𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑚𝑢𝑖) - sendo Reescrita

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𝑂 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒́𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑛𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑎̃𝑜, 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑜, 𝑜𝑙ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚.

-𝑂𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑖-𝑆𝑎𝑛! 𝑉𝑐 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎́ 𝑙𝑎́ 𝑑𝑚 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑎 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑛ℎ𝑎̃?? 𝐸𝑢 𝑣𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑠, 𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑣𝑐 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑎́ 𝑐𝑚𝑔! - 𝑈𝑚𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑧 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑜𝑢𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑎́𝑡𝑖𝑜-

-"°💭𝑆𝑟.𝑀𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑖..."- 𝑉𝑎𝑖 𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑜 𝑝𝑎́𝑡𝑖𝑜 𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚, 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑣𝑖𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒-

-𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑒 𝑣𝑐!? - 𝑂𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑖 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎 𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑎́𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝐻𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑎 𝑘𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑒- "°💭𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑢 𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑒... 𝐼𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑒́ 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒... 𝑆𝑜́ 𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑒́ 𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑎̃𝑜.. 𝑀𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚?"- 𝑀𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎, 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑣𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑝𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑢𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐ℎ𝑎, 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑢𝑚 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙-

-𝑃𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑒 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 - 𝑂 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑜𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑠𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎- 𝐴𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑜, 𝑒𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑒́𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑚 ℎ𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎, 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒, 𝑢𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑜𝑠𝑜𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑚 𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑐̧𝑜𝑠 - 𝐴𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜 𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑢𝑙ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑜, 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑛ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑚, 𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜 𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑚𝑒𝑙ℎ𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑔𝑜, 𝑆𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖-

- 𝑈𝑚 ℎ𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎?... 𝐸𝑢 𝑛𝑛 𝑜𝑢𝑣𝑖 𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑟.. - 𝑀𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑎𝑑𝑜, 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑎 𝑎 𝑘𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎 𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖 𝑑𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑒- 𝑉𝑐 𝑒́ 𝐻𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒?.. - 𝑂𝑙ℎ𝑎 𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑖𝑚𝑎 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑖𝑥𝑜- "°💭𝑇𝑖𝑟𝑜?.."- 𝑂𝑙ℎ𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑎̃𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝐻𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚 𝑒́ 𝑣𝑒̂ 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑛𝑎 𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 -𝐸𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜..-