"𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞? 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕? 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗, 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜? "𝙳𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔," 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎. 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎?" 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜." 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: 03/06/22 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍: 04/01/22 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑫