"𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖊 𝖆 𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗. 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖎 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚? 𝖎 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉." "𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖈𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖘!" or, in which dream works in a thrift store, tormented daily by his best friends for his lacking love life and disin...
"𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊," 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖕𝖘, 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖋𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓. "𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖏𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖞?" "𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉," 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖞, 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖊𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓. �...
𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋𝖎𝖘𝖍, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖒 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖍𝖊'𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖔 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖍𝖎𝖒. 𝖘𝖔 𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖘 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗, 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖍𝖔�...
"𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙," 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖕𝖊𝖉, 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖎𝖉𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖇 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖐. 𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝖍𝖚𝖒 𝖊𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖘 𝖌𝖊𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖊 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖔...