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#“ ━━ ◤ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ; ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs ◢#“ ━━ ◤ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ; ᴏᴏᴄ◢#“ ━━ ◤ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ; ᴠɪsᴜᴀʟs◢#“ ━━ ◤ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ; ᴍᴜsɪɴɢs◢
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ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏғ ʀᴜʟᴇ🇸 ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’🇸 ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴛʜɪɴɢ🇸 ɪ’ʟʟ ᴄʟᴀʀɪғʏ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟ ᴊᴜ🇸ᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ 🇸ᴜʀᴇ!
ᴛʜɪ🇸 ʙʟᴏɢ ɪ🇸 ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ʙᴀ🇸ᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ 🇲🇴🇻🇮🇪🇸 ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴀᴅ ᴏғ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ🇸. ɪ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏ🇸 🇸ᴀʏ ɪ ғʀᴀɴᴋᴇɴ🇸ᴛᴇɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴀ🇸 ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ.
🇯🇦🇲🇪🇸 ʜᴀ🇸 ᴍᴀɴʏ ғᴀᴜʟᴛ🇸 ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇ🇸 ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʜɪ🇸 ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ɪ🇸 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏ🇸 ᴏᴋᴀʏ. ʜᴇ’🇸 ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ.
ɪ’ᴍ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴜ🇸, ᴄʀᴏ🇸🇸ᴏᴠᴇʀ🇸, ᴏᴄ🇸, ʙᴀ🇸ɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴊᴜ🇸ᴛ ʜɪᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ 🇸ᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ! ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ, ɪ’ᴍ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏ🇸 ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴏᴄ🇸 ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴄ🇸!
ɪ ᴍᴏ🇸ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴀᴍ ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ 🇸ʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪ🇸ᴛʀʏ ɪ🇸 ʀɪɢʜᴛ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ 🇸ᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴏғғ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴇ🇽ɪ🇸ᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ🇸ʜɪᴘ, ᴊᴜ🇸ᴛ 🇸ʜᴏᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴇ🇸🇸ᴀɢᴇ.
ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ🇸 ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ɪғ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ 🇸ᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ🇸 ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟ🇸ᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜ🇸ʟʏ ɪ ᴀʟ🇸ᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴍɪᴅ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ɪ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴡɪʟʟ.
ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴍᴜ🇸ᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴀɢᴇ 🇸ᴏ ɴ🇸ғᴡ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴘʀᴇ🇸ᴇɴᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇᴡᴀʀᴇ, ᴍʏ 🇸ᴋɪʟʟ🇸 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴛɪɴʏ ʙɪᴛ ʀᴜ🇸ᴛʏ.
ɪɴ🇸ᴇʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴍᴏᴅᴅɪɴɢ ʀᴜʟᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴊᴜ🇸ᴛ ᴊᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ 🇸ᴀʏ ɪ🇸 ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ɪ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴘʟᴇᴀ🇸ᴇ ᴍᴇ🇸🇸ᴀɢᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. ɪғ 🇸ᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ🇸 ᴜɴᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ʟᴇᴛ’🇸 ᴛᴀʟᴋ! ɪ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜ🇸ʟʏ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ🇸ᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜ🇸ᴇ ɪ🇸 ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀғᴜʟ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴏ🇸ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴡɪɴ, ɪᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏ🇸 ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅ🇸 ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ 🇸ɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.
ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ🇸 ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀ🇸ᴏɴ? ʜᴇʟʟ ʏᴇᴀʜ! ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? ᴅᴏᴇ🇸ɴ’ᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ! ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ғɪʀ🇸ᴛ 🇸ᴏ ɪғ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ 🇸ᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ, ᴘʟᴇᴀ🇸ᴇ ᴍᴇ🇸🇸ᴀɢᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜ🇸ᴇ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴍᴏ🇸ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ғᴏʀɢᴏᴛ ᴏʀ ɪ ᴍɪ🇸🇸ᴇᴅ ᴀ ɴᴏᴛɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.
ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʀᴀᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ᴀɴʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ🇸 ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ. ʀᴘ ғᴏʟᴋ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ🇸 ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪɴ🇸ᴛᴇᴀᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ! ᴏʀ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀ🇸ᴋ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏ🇸 ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴀ🇸ᴋ🇸 <𝟹
ʟᴇᴛ’🇸 ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ʟᴇɴɢᴛʜ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ🇸 ᴀ🇸 ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀ🇸 ɪᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ🇸 ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴜ🇸. 🇸ᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ🇸 ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀʟʏ ᴅᴇ🇸ᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ ɪғ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ🇸! ɪғ ᴍʏ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ɪ🇸 ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴅᴇ🇸ᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ, 🇸ʜᴏᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴇ🇸🇸ᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɴᴇ🇽ᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ɪғ ɪ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ, ᴘʟᴇᴀ🇸ᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀ🇸ᴇ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ʟʟ ғɪ🇽 ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴀ!
ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ғᴀɴᴄʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏɢ ɪ🇸, ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴀ🇸ᴇ ᴍʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ🇸 ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜ🇸ᴇ ғᴀɴᴄʏ ᴛᴇ🇽ᴛ, ɢɪғ🇸, ɪᴄᴏɴ🇸, ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ🇸 ᴏʀ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇᴀᴠɪʟʏ ғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ 🇸ᴛʏʟᴇ ɪ🇸. ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴀ🇸 ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀ🇸 ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ🇸 ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀ🇸ᴇ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇ🇽ᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴇ🇽ᴛʀᴇᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛᴛɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ. ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ 🇸ᴛᴜғғ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴘᴇʀ🇸ᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ 🇸ᴛɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀ🇸ɪᴄ🇸 ʟɪᴋᴇ ʙᴏʟᴅ, ɪᴛᴀʟɪᴄ🇸, ᴄʀᴏ🇸🇸ᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ʟɪɴᴇ🇸 ᴀ🇸 ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀ🇸 ᴘɪᴄ🇸, ɪᴄᴏ🇸 ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴄᴄᴀ🇸ɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɢɪғ.
ɪ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴄɪᴛᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ғʀᴇ🇴̨ᴜᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴜᴛ 🇸ᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ🇸 ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪ🇸 ᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ɪ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴢᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ. ɪ🇸 ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ, ᴀ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ, ᴀ ʏᴇᴀʀ? ɪ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ🇸 ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇғʀᴇ🇸ʜ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇ🇸 ʜᴀʜᴀ. ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏ🇸 🇸ᴛᴀʀᴛ 🇸ᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ, ᴊᴜ🇸ᴛ ʜɪᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ.
ʜɪᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴘʟᴏᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴛɪᴍᴇ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴇ🇽ᴀᴄᴛ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ʏᴇᴛ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ. ᴊᴜ🇸ᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏғ 🇸ᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍʏ🇸ᴇʟғ.
ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ🇸 ᴍʏ🇸ᴇʟғ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀɢ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ. ɪғ ɪ ᴍɪ🇸🇸 ᴀ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴘʟᴇᴀ🇸ᴇ ᴍᴇ🇸🇸ᴀɢᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ʟʟ ᴀᴅᴅ ɪᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ🇸 ᴊᴜ🇸ᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ᴅᴏ ᴄᴏɴ🇸ɪᴅᴇʀ ᴀ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ🇸ᴇʟғ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇғʀᴀɪɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴇʟʟʙᴇɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ🇸 ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜ ᴅᴇ🇸ᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴅɪ🇸ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ🇸 ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴋɪɴᴅ🇸. ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ɪ🇸 ғɪɴᴇ ᴀ🇸 ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀ🇸 ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’🇸 ɴᴏ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜ ᴅᴇ🇸ᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ🇸 ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ🇸. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ.
Sᴏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ��ᴏᴄ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ! I’ᴍ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀꜱᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪғ I ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀꜱꜱᴜᴍᴇ I’ᴅ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ! Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪғɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴡɪꜱʜ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏғ Jᴀᴍᴇꜱ (Cᴏᴍᴍᴏᴅᴏʀᴇ, Dᴇᴄᴋᴀɴᴅ, Aᴅᴍɪʀᴀʟ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀ) ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪғʏ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴏ!
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◤ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴇᴇᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ◢
it’s not to say that sumyeong doesn’t ever do anything alone or without little siyang. he does. he’s just so use to the idea of being around another person - be it child or adult - that it’s become a sort of comfort. especially when sumyeong finds that he doesn’t want to be alone.
such as this moment.
he’s not scared. or lonely. or even particularly seeking some form of companionship. but right now standing at the edge of the northern village ruins… well… sumyeong can say he’s happy to not be alone. and it’s only then that part of him truly wonders why his offer to pay for dinner was enough to convince them to go with him in the first place.
of all the three years he had been a resident on the island, he had never once stepped foot in or even near the village ruins. after all, he had more than enough things on his hands with the exhausting construction work and taking care of siyang as an infant. the thought had never crossed his mind either, to even be curious about the village ruins. any mention of it seemed to always be steered in another direction as well - it being haunted being the most anyone would really say about it.
but after a conversation with the mayor about potential renovations and projects that could take place in the future for gwasuwon, they had slighted the topic of the northern village ruins. like any conversation, not much was said about it aside from the intonation that it was a pity there was nothing they could do about it.
this in particular had sparked sumyeong’s interest. exactly what about an abandoned village or ruins was it they couldn’t do anything about? and thus led sumyeong to taking the initiative to check the village out. he had been quite eager to take notes and examine as much of the village as he could to see if he could come up with any sort of report for it to the mayor. but… it was if the village was pulsating…
almost like it was alive.
and the most unsettling part of it all was that this feeling had started from as early as the path way up to the village. sumyeong just didn’t realize it until they were finally standing at the edge very edge of the ruins.
“is it just me or does this place… seem… odd? it’s almost like we’re not on gwasuwon anymore.”
#gsw:open#“ ━━ ◤ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ; ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs ◢#—— attempts to be active i want to get some threads!#—— i truly apologize for lack of ability and time to plot so please dont mind this open starter!#—— i missed the events this is open for anyone and any direction!!
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