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𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐔𝐬
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    Votes 3
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    Time 10m
Ongoing, First published May 29
𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞.
𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. 
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