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𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗂 𝗑 (𝗒/𝗇) | 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗳𝘁 𝗶 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲

𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻?

𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇. 𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗂, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲.

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽, "𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖻𝗂-𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇, 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋." 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗒 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍.. 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐?
𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅. "𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘄" 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍.
"𝗌𝗈, 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖻𝗂-𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇-"
"𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾." 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗐𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗄 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋. "𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝗎𝗉." 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗍𝗌." 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽. 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 5 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 5'5 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁..

𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗄𝖾𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄. "𝗌𝗈. 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾? 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗋?" 𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗀 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾. "𝗡𝗢!" 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍. "𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺, 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗄?" 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗒. 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽. "𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄?" 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍.
"𝗇𝗈, 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄." 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽. "𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍?" 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎. "𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍?" 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗍. 
"𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎."
"𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍? 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖺 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽."
"𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁"
"𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐"