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‹ previous | next › ↳ SYNOPSIS › Being sexually frustrated seemed to be the story of Jimin's life. So he turned to writing his wants and wishes in a blog he kept online for people to read. He used to be content with that, until he met you. Eventually, he stopped because all the fantasizing in the world never amounted to the real thing. › series masterlist | masterlist | request ‹

» RATING › 18+ [M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T] » GENRE(S) › smut, fluff » AU › slice of life » PAIRING(S) › park jimin x f!reader » WORD(S) › 8.5k+ » CH. SYNOPSIS › Jimin thought his dance rehearsal would run over but when he came home. You weren't there. » SMUT WARNING(S) › JIMIN CALLS THE READER MOMMY (so if that's not your cup of tea, don't read), sub!jimin, domme!f!reader,non-con voyeurism (but the reader makes sure Jimin is okay with it), loads of teasing, ass play, m! fingering, uh Neighbor!Namjoon jacks off to you and Jimin, p in the v s*x, teasing, pretty boys with toys, jimin is in love alright, soft!domme reader, cowgirl positions, there are a lot of petnames for Jimin (Petal, Prince, Baby, Sweetheart, etc), it's implied Namjoon has a crush on Jimin, & riding Jimin with a purpose. » ORIGINAL POST DATE › 06/30/2019 » RE-POSTED DATE › 10/26/23 » A/N › Thank you @/saradika for the divider(s)!For those who don't know, this is a request series: you can request for this universe. You can read more about it on this story's masterlist.

There’s one thing Jimin hates about this world and that’s the world of dating. Heartbreak. Betrayal. Lies. Wistfulness. There are plenty of emotions Jimin has felt throughout his years of trying and wanting to be loved. It’s something he’s yearned to experience since he was old enough to be able to know what love is.

Most dating apps proved to be a bust and most of the people he met in his everyday life didn’t fit his vibe. Yoongi even told him he’s going to have to use specific apps that cater to his specific needs but Jimin disagreed.

At least, he used to. Now? He’s not too sure.

He remembers all the things Yoongi has taught him about understanding his own wants and desires. He had to learn that not a lot of people are into the same kinks as he is. And Jimin had to come to that realization after a handful of disastrous dates and relationships. However, he also thinks Yoongi is tired of listening to him cry about it (he won’t say it though).

There was a relationship he had with an older man that he thought was going well! Their personalities fit well with one another, they loved the same things and even got along as if they knew each other for a long time. The only downside is when it came to having sex. He was almost always disinterested in the things that Jimin liked and when Jimin would suggest trying something different, he would berate him for it.

Ungrateful. Whiny. Uptight. Clingy. Crybaby.

He remembers all the names he called him and all the times he downplayed his feelings. Jimin never wanted to feel insignificant like that again. Unfortunately for him, he fell back into that pattern with a couple of other ex’s. His last lover (a woman he used to work with) he told her about some of his kinks and desires as they lay in pure bliss of the night. Jimin thought she would be willing and understanding. Willing to try but she fell into the same pattern as the man before. Only this time, she told the whole office about it as others labeled him as weird or an outcast.

Ever since then, he swore off dating.

It hurt to know the person you trusted enough to pour your heart out to was the one to betray you. Jimin knew eventually he was going to want to find love and settle down but for now, he’s content.

He ended up creating a blog. A safe place to be himself and express his needs and wants to the world anonymously. In the beginning, it was simple fiction stories to get his mind off of the things. His mind wants to cope with the kinks (he realizes), not too many people share. It wasn’t until he met someone who told him about BDSM clubs and so forth. At first, Jimin blew them off. Choked it up to them being a weirdo but then he researched it and that’s when he knew there were people out there like him. Men who love to get dominated. Men who love when women dominate them.

Club Black Whip was the club that ended up becoming his favorite after visiting several ones. Though he only visited when he wanted a dose of inspiration or to feed into his own desires. It took him a minute to participate with others but when he started to let loose, he found the experience a lot more pleasant.

That’s where he met you.

You were the fifth person he had a session with and you were going to be his last. If things didn’t work out the way that it did. You were the dominant he clicked with the most. He often left your sessions feeling satisfied but yearning to see you more. Eventually, he became a regular of yours. You would meet outside of the club whenever either if you didn’t want to go. You were so gentle and empathetic. He found himself being comfortable with having you as his domme. His feelings began to tread the thin line between friends and lovers. You quickly became his safe haven. Someone he could confide in. Someone he knew wouldn’t spill his secrets to the next person listening.

Someone he could see himself being with.

Spiritually, Mentally, Physically, and Emotionally.

When you expressed your desire to want to take care of him, he had the softest heart eyes someone could make a person. His heart soared higher than the clouds. He knew you saw other sub’s on the side but he also knew that he was your favorite. You never saw any of his fantasies as strange and he was thankful to find someone so understanding. You were never judgemental. You wanted him for him and it was everything he ever wanted…

And yet, with Jimin being hurt so many times, he was hesitant to jump into another relationship. He started to panic and in return, he kept you at arm's length because he didn’t want to be disappointed. He didn’t want to break this… illusion he had of you. And well, he didn’t want to disappoint you with the burden of dating someone who has been scorned.

Eventually the talks with others helped Jimin come to the realization that you were nothing like his past lovers. You were (and still are) genuine and honest. Caring. Affectionate. Considerate. He can go on and on but he knows he’s never had a connection with someone like he has with you and that realization led to Jimin asking you out on a date. Jimin remembers the warning Yoongi gave when he told Yoongi he was going to meet you at a nearby Dutch Bros to finally talk things over. Granted. Yes. He doesn’t know you outside of the club but (aside from the texting and phone calls) but Jimin was determined to get to know you.

He wouldn’t let you slip through his fingers a second time.

That day vividly etched in his memory…

There was some texting back and forth before you told him your ride was pulling into the parking lot. Jimin's nerves didn't do him justice either. He was already anxious the moment he got your text. A sudden rush of butterflies fluttered in his stomach as his heart began to drum. The wildest thing to note is that he’s seen you in all types of lingerie, leather and suits but the fact that he’ll be able to see you in your casual wear makes him nibble on his bottom lip.

It feels more intimate. More… exclusive.

He pulls out his phone and smiles at the fluctuation of text between Yoongi and Jungkook in their group chat. Many of them were asking if he was okay and if he had spoken to you yet. The latter asking Jimin to at least let him know he’s still alive. It gets a giggle out of him as he texts them back. Yoongi and Jungkook always told him they felt his blog was a safer option (not by much because there was still a risk of weirdo’s) but he digresses.

“Jimin?” He raises his head at the sound of your voice. “Hey!”

“H-Hi. Hey.” He’s quick to stand but in the process, he accidentally knees the table. He hisses with you immediately flock to his side to make sure he’s okay.

“You have to be careful, love.” You grab a hold of his calf to lay his leg on top of yours to massage. “Does it hurt?”

“No. I’m okay.” Jimin tries to hide his smile at the way you’re taking care of him. It feels good to be taken care of like this even if it’s something minor. He can’t help the smile that spreads.”I’m sorry for making y-” Jimin gasps when you place a finger to his lips.

“Don’t apologize. It’s okay, honey.” You run your fingers up his calf as he shivers to the touch. Jimin swore it was like gazing into the sun. Blinded by how pretty your smile is. And when you spoke, your voice was a different story. Usually, he’s listening to you bark orders over the music within the club. Your speaking voice sounds so different. So smooth. Velvety. He felt like he was melting into a puddle just listening to you talk about nothing and everything. And when your brunch date was over he asked to see you again.

It’s been a little over two years since that day and Jimin still feels as if he’s on cloud nine. Quite frankly, since you've been together, the both of you stopped visiting the club and he forgot about his diary. He didn’t have a need for it anymore now that you were here and it seemed like your relationship was going to last. You were understanding of his needs. You were willing to do any and everything to make him happy. You are his everything but he knew he was going to have to sit you down and have a serious talk with you about everything once you officially started dating.

That happened six months into your relationship when you were both comfortable discussing certain topics without him growing anxious.

He sat you down with a soft huff as he typed in his url to reveal his well kept secret. He let you scroll on your own as his nerves ran into overdrive. His leg bounced and he nibbled into his bottom lip when he saw the frown on your face. When you asked him what this was, he bashfully told you it was things he’s always wanted to try with his significant other. Unfortunately, in the past, they would turn him down and make fun of him as if his needs didn’t matter. Your glare told him everything he needed to know. He didn’t mean to start crying but when you began to console him, everything came crashing down over him.

He didn't realize how much it affected him until now.

“Oh baby,” You spun the chair until you were facing him to grab him by his hand and pull into your lap. You told him it would never be that way with you and that if he ever wanted to try something, he needed to let you know. You’ll be more than happy to indulge in whatever fantasy he wants as long as it’s talked about.

You wanted him to let loose. Be adventurous.

From then on, you urged him to do the things he wanted to do and as time passed, you kept discovering new things he wanted to try. He’s also been more vocal about it as well.

There was one time when you let him sit on your lap while you took a public train to get to Yoongi’s house. He wanted cuddles but didn’t want to wait (in which you didn’t mind). When people would stare, you would glare as if to tell them to mind their business. You didn’t care. You weren’t hurting anyone. As long as he was happy, you were ecstatic.

Another time was when he asked if you could pick him up and carry him around your shared bedroom. He felt light as a feather, his body vibrating with happiness. His arms were bound loosely around your neck and his legs wrapped tightly around your waist while he was nuzzling his face into your neck. It made him feel adored. Loved. Wanted. Something Jimin hasn’t felt romantically in a long time.

Right now, he remains seated on the couch as he’s watching some show on television (that’s not really important to him). He’s waiting for you to return, noting it’s after six. You needed some things for your dinner you were going to have with some of your friends tomorrow. It was your annual game night and well, it was your turn to host. He hasn’t seen or talked to you since this morning, aside from face timing you during his lunch period. All he wants to do is cuddle and give you all his love and vice versa. Jimin told you he was going to be late because his dance class ran over longer than he anticipated so you decided to go to the store. In the end, it didn’t run over by much and Jimin ended up beating you home. He wonders if you’re on your way home. Hopefully you won’t be too long. He’s so bored. He doesn’t know what to do with himself right now.

06:12pm | Petal🥰 : I’m home! Let me know if you need help. SENT

A couple minutes later, your ringtone blares. He doesn’t even remember turning it up but he’s quick to answer it.

“Honey!”

“Hey sugar. I’m outside.” He hears you grunt, knowing you might need his help. “Can you come help bring the groceries in?”

“I’ll be right out.” He’s quick to press end, his excitement to see you through the roof. He slips on his sweats and grabs his house shoes off the rack to meet you outside by your car. He can see the frustration in your eyes when a bag twists your finger a certain way.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Wasn’t expecting it to twist like that,” You chuckle. He grabs a couple of bags to take inside as he watches you leave to drop off the ones you have in the kitchen.

“How much did you get?”

“Not that much. I think.” You look down at the rest of the plastic bags in your trunk before looking back at him with a soft smile. “I made sure to get stuff to make your favorite.”

“Really?”

“Of course, my Pretty Petal.” You grin before pinching his cheeks. His nose scrunches as he wiggles out of your grip to try his best to grab a couple of more bags without hurting his hand. He loves that you’re always thinking of him even when it’s something as small as this. “There's not much left.”

“Okay.” He runs back into the house to drop off his bags, coming back out with quickness. He goes to grab more bags but before he can, you stop him.

“Sugar, What’s wrong?”

“Huh?” You’re quick to push him against the car door and lean in for a kiss. It’s nothing but a quick peck, but you notice he instantly melts against your touch. He blushes when he realizes but you’re quick to stop him from becoming shy. “N-Nothing, My Love.”

“Nu-Uh. Look at me,” You whisper while rubbing your thumb across his bottom lip. He instantly takes it into his mouth and sucks on it. Hard.

“I-It’s nothing. I just missed you,” He mumbles as you beam with pride at how soft your baby is.

“Well… Let’s finish so I can show you how much I missed you,” You hum, moving to let him head toward the house. Before he can get too far, you smack him on the ass to give him a little boost. He lets off a tiny moan, hurrying to take the groceries into the house.

When he comes back out, he glances around before asking, “Is that it?”

“Yeah, I have a couple more things if you wanna start putting everything else away. I’ll be right behind you.”

Jimin nods, running back into the house to finish his tasks. Although, you can’t help but feel like you’re being watched. You shrug it off and grab the rest of the bags and head inside to see he’s halfway done.

“Is everything there?” You questioned, setting the rest of the bags down on the counter. “I should be able to make enough to last the night.”

“For the Yubuchobap and Fried Chicken?”

“Mhm.” You smile, watching as he reaches to put the cans in the cupboard. You move to stand behind him as you lift his oversized shirt to run your fingers down his spine before reaching his ass. He shivers at the feeling, loving how your lips feel against the back of his neck. “That's what you wanted me to make, right little dove?”

He nods, whining softly and pushing himself back into you to try and get you to touch him more. When you give his ass a light smack, he immediately stops.

“Please…”

“You’re so cute when you’re needy,” You chuckle into his ear, giving his ear lobe a soft nip before letting your hands roam lower. “I haven’t even touched you and you’re already melting.”

“Because your touch feels too good.”

You hum, “I bet it does, Prince. And where do you want my touch?”

“All over me.” Jimin bucks his hips as you run your hand over the bulge in his sweats.

“Are you sure?” You tease while stroking him over his clothes. You can hear his breathing pick up as his oversized shirt falls off his shoulder. “Show me.”

He brings your left hand to his throat while placing the right at the hem of his sweats. When you pull them down, you reveal the secret of his cute purple lace boy shorts he decided to wear. His ass looks phenomenal and you can’t help but give him another smack on the cheek. This time, you knead the skin so he doesn’t bruise too much.

“Awww,” You coo, listening to how hot he sounds when he moans your name. “Don’t you look lovely.”

“I wore them for you.” He gasps once you start to palm at his cock through the underwear, the friction itself is enough to make him weak at the knees. “I-I wanted to look pretty.”

“And you look gorgeous, Petal.” His head falls back against your chest as you continue to feel him up. He ruts into your hand and bites his bottom lip the moment you squeeze it.

“Mommy… P-Please…”

“Please what?” You smirk, nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck. You dip your hand in the front of his panties and stroke him, feeling the pre-cum oozing onto your hand. You can feel just how hard he is just from your touch. Listening to him whine and plead makes you wetter at the fact that he’s this way because of you.

“I want you,” He murmurs, “Can we go to the bedroom?”

“Or we can do it here.” Your eyebrows quirk while you smirk mischievously. “You wanted to do it with the blinds open, didn’t you? That was one of your fantasies, wasn’t it?”

“I—I… Well, yeah but what if he sees?” You follow his line of sight to see your next door neighbor, Namjoon, is in his kitchen on his laptop. Whoever built your duplex had the bright idea to make the window tall but narrow and unless you have blinds or curtains covering them, anyone can see through inside. Also with your kitchens facing the same direction, all he has to do is look over and he would have a full view of everything.

In which, you know he would love that. You’ve seen the way he looks at Jimin as if he wants to devour him whole. The only reason he hasn’t been invited into your bedroom is because Jimin doesn’t want it. And well, you don’t want to have to fight someone over Jimin.

“And if he does?” You push him forward to lean him over the counter. Jimin wouldn’t admit it but he loves being manhandled by you but the thought of Namjoon seeing the two of you is making him worry. “Sweetheart, you’re shaking. What’s wrong?”

Jimin’s cherub cheeks flare once he puffs them out. The red slowly tints over the pink. He’s thinking about it. He knows it’s something the two of you discussed but actually following through with it is a different story.

“Baby? Look at me.” You pause your movements to turn him around to face you. Your hand goes to cup his face while removing your other hand from his underwear. You never want to make him uncomfortable. Ever. And if this isn’t something that he wants to do then you’ll move the party somewhere else. “Petal, we don’t have to if you don’t want to. We can always stop.”

He gazes over at his neighbor who is immersed in his own world. The man is so absorbed in his laptop work. What are the odds he’d actually look over? Jimin takes the chance to glance over, just for a moment and then looks back at you.

“Okay,” He breathes, his lips crashing into yours. It’s rushed but his lips are soft. The taste of his peach chapstick is ever so present too. “I want to.”

It’s the thrill of getting caught for him. The thrill of knowing Namjoon can look but he definitely can’t touch. The thrill of knowing that he’s your and yours alone. No matter how many times you share your bed with others, it’s always going to be you and him.

“I’m serious.” You pause what you’re doing to get him to look you in your eyes. The last thing you want to do is make him uncomfortable. He’s had enough of that in his previous relationships. “We don’t have to, honey.”

“I want to,” He says, kissing your jawline then down to your neck before throwing his arms around your waist. You lean back to not influence his decision as he whines about not being able to kiss you but you bring your thumb up to rub the corner of his lips.

“I’m going to ask you one more time. Are you sure?” “I’m positive, Mommy.” He grabs your waist and pulls you into his front. Bringing your hand down to his cock to rub it again. “Please touch me…” You chuckle at how needy he is before running your hand up his chest to gently wrap around his neck.

“As you wish, my dear.” You lean forward to kiss his delicate lips one more time before yanking his shirt over his head and yanking his panties down. “I want to see you. All of you.” He whimpers when you slowly lower yourself, nipping at his belly until you’re on your knees in front of him. You glance up to take in his expressions. Eyes hooded, mouth agape and waiting. He loves how you tease. Flicking your fingers over his nipples while kissing and nipping at his muscular thighs.

Your mouth waters at the sight of how endowed he is and when you start to stroke him, his head falls back in utter bliss. It always amazes you with how much he’s packing. He’s not even fully hard yet but with the way you’re about to work your mouth around him, it definitely won’t take long.

“Oh fuck.” He releases a sigh as he tries to silence his sounds. He brings his fist to his mouth to try and muffle the sounds of his moaning but you’re quick to pull it away. “Don’t you dare,” You warn him, only to receive a whine in return. “I wanna hear how pretty you sound, Petal.”

Your hand pressed to his hip for leverage as he refrains from putting his hands on your head for leverage of his own. Instead, he squeezes the counter until his knuckles start to turn white because the feel of your mouth is godsend. The way you work your tongue around the tip of his dick has him so close to coming undone but he wants to hold on until he can’t anymore.

“Oh, That f-feels so good.”

“Yeah? You like that, Petal?” You ask, voice hoarse for wear but holy shit you sound so fucking sexy and it makes Jimin want to shove his cock even further down your throat. In which, he knows you can take it. You do it every time.

“I do…” He mewls, his voice trembling with the way his stomaching is starting to coil. You’re so good at pleasuring him that he doesn’t know if he’ll ever recover if the two of you don’t work out. “P-Please..”

“Please what, my love?” You ask with a pop of your lips, opting to continue jacking him off with the added twist of your wrist. He can hear how sloppy it’s getting, the sounds turning him more than it should. He always loves the way you slurp him down. How you work his cock until he cums in and all over you.

As you continue to suck his dick, Jimin takes the chance to look over to see that your neighbor has noticed your activity. Though, he’s trying his best to be oblivious to what’s going on.

“Holy shit…” Jimin gasps, pretty mouth falling open as he moans, “I-nngh-I think he sees us.”

You pull your mouth off him to glance over noticing he’s sitting at the island and eating. His phone is up like he’s doing something on it but you think he’s recording. When you smirk at him, he fumbles with it as it crashes to the ground. You’re pretty sure the screen is cracked.

“Let’s give him a show then. Are you okay with that?” “Yes.” Jimin whimpers when you let go of his cock, helping him sit up on the counter. Pushing his leg up, he hooks it around your waist and he leans up to kiss you, darting his tongue into your mouth. He can faintly taste himself as he grinds into your front.

The rough material of your shirt helps just a little bit. You nip at his bottom lip, pulling it toward you as you push his legs further apart. “Get comfortable,” You whisper in his ear, “I’ll be back.” “W-Where are you going?” His eyes widened as he leaned on his elbows. He goes to close his legs but you pop him in his inner thigh as if to tell him no. He pouts, “Don’t leave.”

“I’ll be back, baby. Get comfortable for me, my prince.”

When he calls your name you simply tell him you’re going to get a toy as you saunter off toward the room without a care in the world. Jimin gnaws at his bottom lip and lays back against the cold surface of the isle counter.

He doesn’t want to look over.

He doesn’t want to know if Namjoon’s still getting a full show at your expense but he can’t deny the fact that it’s turning him on more that you have an audience. Granted, he would never let him touch him. Hell, you don’t really like sharing (in which Jimin is more than okay with that) so he has nothing to worry about.

But of course… he’s still curious so he takes the chance to glance out the window to see that Namjoon is gone. Jimin sighs, relieved for a second that he wouldn’t make eye contact with his neighbor. A very hot but weird neighbor.

“H-Honey?” Jimin sits up and calls out to you. You’re taking forever! Where are you? What the hell are you doing? Why were you taking forever?

So many questions that have no answer. He starts to scoot toward the edge but, before he can jump off, he hears your bare footsteps against the tiles. You’re coming back and he realizes he’s moved out of his spot. He clicks his tongue, scooting back and lying down in the position he was in.

“You look so cute, baby.” You nip at your bottom lip, eyeing him up and down because he’s so damn fine.

“Please touch me!” Jimin whines, reaching out for you to come closer. Which you do, but not close enough for his liking. “You didn’t move, did you?” You question, seeing him furiously shake his head. Your purple manicure nails lightly scratched down his stomach before wrapping around his cock to stroke.

“Oh…” Jimin falls back against the counter as you move to stand between his legs. He wraps his legs around your waist to pull you closer. It feels so good but you’re being too soft right now.

“You wouldn’t lie to me baby, now would you?”

“No!” Jimin’s breaths hitch as he tries to sit up but, you’re quick to push him back down by his chest. ”N-No, I wouldn’t.”

You hum, setting the new tropical fruit-flavored lube you bought earlier next to him on the counter. Your eyes meet and he knows what you want to do. He’s down for it. He wants you to make him cum.

He’s ready.

“You’re so eager, Petal.” You lick your lips, giving his thick thigh a slap before kneading the flesh. The more he lays still there the more he starts to become self-conscious but when you start caressing his body he tenses a little more. He’s gnawing his lip at this point and you’re afraid he’s going to break the skin if he keeps going. You want him to relax and what better way than to sing his praise. He needs to be opened up before he can take the bigger reward. If you decide to give it to him.

“You’re so good for me, Petal.” You bring your index finger to your mouth to lick it before rubbing your index finger against his rim. He clenches before relaxing only slightly and moaning the moment you push inside. You get him to bend his legs so his feet can sit on the edge of the counter. Opening him up wider.

“Aren’t you baby?”

“Yes,” He whimpers as he tries to move closer to you. He looks so cute wiggling to try and fuck himself on his fingers until you slap him on his balls to get him to stop moving so much. His eyes roll to the back of his head, biting his lip harder. He’s trying so hard not to come from the bare minimum but you do it so well, he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold it. “I was good. I didn’t move.”

“I know you didn’t, my pretty petal.”

Jimin moans at the praise, begging for you to continue touching him where he needs it the most.

You lean closer to kiss his inner thighs. He’s trembling under your touch, whining about wanting to cum but you don’t want him to.

Not yet.

You stop and take the moment to pour more lube onto your finger as Jimin gasps at the warm, wet finger pushing past his rim again. He hisses at the light sting but relishes in the way you’re opening him up. Relishing in the attentive attention you’re giving him. Relishing the fact that Namjoon wants what he can’t have. You can see it in his eyes, hear it in his labored breathing that he’s so close to losing himself but he wants to be obedient.

He doesn’t want to cum until you tell him to. “M-More…” He pleads, hearing you chuckle at his desperation though you give him what he wants. You press two-lube soaked fingers into him, still making sure he’s comfortable. When he gives you the okay, you begin pumping said fingers in and out of him, hearing his high pitch moans. “Is that enough or do you want more?” You ask, still pumping in and out of him. He can barely get a word out when you begin to slow down and he cries for you not to stop. “More?”

“Y-Yes! Please!”

“More fingers?” You mock him teasingly, hearing him groan as he tries to sit up but you’re quick to press back into his chest. “Or do you want this?”

You wave the silicone toy in his face, seeing him salivate at the sight.

“I want the toy,” He exhales, but you shake your head. “Pretty please can I have it?”

“Well then I would have to open you up some more, baby.” You coo when he wiggles closer. He doesn’t care. He wants you to do what you have to. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes. Please.”

You remove your fingers to pull him off the counter and turn him around to bend him over it. He hates the feeling of being empty but he knows you’re going to fill him up again soon. He nods when your hand comes down with force. It causes him to jerk forward. At this point, he’s leaking. He wants you to finish opening him up so you can fuck him properly.

He wants to cum so bad.

“Just a little bit more, Petal.” You whisper close to his ear before nipping at it. “Your ass is just so amazing. It sucks my fingers right in because of how wet you are.”

You praise him with another slap on his left cheek before kneading the soreness out.

“I could play with it all day.”

He can feel your nails drag up and down the back of his thighs. His legs quiver, falling forward as he fights to not cum untouched. You’re making it so goddamn hard, he doesn’t know how he is going to last.

“So pretty and wet. I love everything about you, my love.” You’re on your knees again and he knows what’s coming next when you grip both his cheeks to pull them apart.

“All for me.”

“It’s yours, Mommy!”

The last part of his sentence jumps octaves when you run your tongue from his balls to his awaiting hole. The wet, warm muscle feels amazing as he pushes back for you to go deeper. Especially when you reach between his legs to start stroking him again. His breath hitches but, it soon turns into lustrous moans when he feels the fire building in the pit of his stomach faster than before. You flick your tongue before going to tongue fuck his hole, hoping it’ll bring him to his orgasm. As far as you can tell with the way his knees buck and the way his moans get louder and louder with each fuck, he’s soaring close to it. He grips the counter for leverage when you remove your tongue only to start fingering him again. This time faster, hitting his prostate over and over until his mind is completely shattered. All he feels is your hands caressing his body. Your mouth leaves kisses and licks in places that have his toes curling. When your mouth is wrapped around his cock from the back, he loses it.

Honestly, he doesn't know how much more he can take.

“I-I’m—Cum—Oh fuck!” He cries when you release him from your mouth to go back to eating him out. He reaches back to push you in further but, the slap that comes down to his ass lets him know he’s out of line. “I wanna c-cum, M-Mommy. Pleaseee, Let me!”

“Do you want to, Petal?” You ask, stopping your movement in favor of letting his fire die. You notice his head falls forward as the back of his neck is covered in a sheen of sweat. His breathing grows labored and he looks so damn hot begging for his release. “Or do you wanna feel me first?”

He doesn’t have to glance back to know what you’re talking about. He can feel the silicone rubbing against his ass and he can’t help but vibrate with excitement. He hates the fact that he loves being edged. He hates that you know he does too. And he hates that you love doing it because you do it so fucking well.

“I wanna feel you please…”

“Thought so.” You preen at how fucked he is. Eyes hooded, mind all fuzzy and dazed. He looks so damn cute. “I can’t wait to wreck you. Is that what you want, baby?”

Jimin nods as he can feel the traces of your fingertips along his spine. They travel down, down, down until you reach his backside. You give it a hard smack before squeezing his ass to your heart's content.

"Good because I'm the one that gets to ravish you until you can't think of anything but me." You kiss his cheek to hear him sigh out in response. "I'm the one that gets to fuck you until you're brain-dead and can't think of anything but the way that little plastic cock drills your wet hole. Hold your cheeks apart, baby."

He does as he's told, too enamored by the kiss to think otherwise. You know he has a pretty view of Jimin as you pump your fingers in and out, letting them brush against his prostate over and over again. You can feel his pleasure in the way he moans into your kiss, and it only fuels your desire.

"You're doing so good, baby. So good for me, honey."

"You're going to make me hard again."

"Hm. Is that right?"

“Yes…”

“Good.” You hum, fingers pulling his cheeks apart as he buries his head into the crook of your neck the moment you start to circle your index finger around his rim. Jimin knows what you're thinking and god, does it make it harder just thinking about you claiming him in front of others? "You think Namjoon would fuck you this good?"

"No..." Jimin whines, rutting against your thighs and fucking himself back on your fingers when you add a second. "You fucked me so good. You ruined me for anyone else."

"I did, huh?" You know you did and for as long as he lets you, you'll continue to do so. "And you know I'm not done with you yet."

"I know. I don't want you to be." His nails dig into your back as it's your turn to kiss his sweetly swollen lips. "Keep ruining me."

"Oh honey," You tease, nipping at his bottom lip as he chases after you. "I'll ruin you for as long as you want me to." Instead of letting him kiss you, you place your finger over his mouth and allow him to throw his arms around your shoulders to hold you close. “Hold on, sweetheart.”

That’s when you notice movement out of the corner of your eye. Realizing your neighbor is back in his seat and still trying his best to make sure you don’t notice what he’s doing. It’s clear as day though and in this moment, you think of Jimin.

“Baby?” You turn your attention back to Jimin who looks so unbelievably fucked from your touch. “Stay with me, Petal. Answer me.”

“Please…” He whines, laying his head on your chest as you take the moment to shower him with the love he deserves. Kisses to his cheeks, jawline, and where else your lips can touch. “I love you.”

“And I love you, Pretty.” Jimin blushes, harder. He grows impatient as he realizes he can’t feel you touching him anymore. “My pretty petal.”

“Mommy…” He urges, snuggling right into your neck. Unsure if he’s the reason you’ve stopped. Why did you stop? “P-Please move. I wan’-”

“Baby, listen to me.” He gasps the moment you nip at his bottom lip, eyes finding yours to look into. He looks so beautiful like this. Under your thumb and ready and willing to do whatever it is you want him to do. “Are you still okay with this?”

“Huh?” He pouts and you want nothing more than to kiss it away but you need an answer from him before you continue.

“With him watching.”

You don’t want to make it obvious that you know because from Namjoon's perspective, he doesn’t think you do.

“We can go to our bedroom or the living room if you don’t want to. Yes or no.”

“Yes.” Jimin nods so hard, you swear his head is going to fall off his shoulders. “Wan’ cum.”

You glance at your nosey neighbor one more time before deciding for him. He’s not in a good state of mind to make decisions and you would feel awful if he came to regret his decision later.

“No, No.” You remove yourself from Jimin, noticing he’s dropping more into his subspace by the second. He needs to be in the comfort of the two of you not to be gawked at like a piece of meat. “Baby, come with me.”

You grab everything off the counter before taking his hand and leading him into the living room. He has a permanent pout on his face but you know just what to do to get him in high spirits again.

“Does my baby want his reward for being patient and obedient?” You ask, oh so sweetly, as you lead him to sit on the couch. “I’m ready to give it to you.”

He nods but he knows that’s not good enough.

“Words, Petal. Let me hear you.”

“I want it.” He pants, opening his legs wider for you to kneel in front of him. His cock is as red as a tomato, looking as if it’s ready to explode. You lean down to lick the pre-cum off the tip as he whines for more. “I want you, Mommy. Please touch me.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes!” You notice tears pricking at his eyes and you don’t want to see him in any more pain. He deserves his release and you’re planning on giving it to him. You reach for the lube beside the couch and pour a generous amount of it all over the toy you were going to use on him tonight. You can practically hear Jimin purr and it spurs you on more.

“Are you ready, Petal?” “I am.”

You rub the toy from his balls to his rectum before tapping it against his balls and watching his cock jump from excitement. You know if you hit the right spot, he will cum. Honestly, It’s what you’re banking on.

“Baby, hold your legs up for me.” You help him by placing his feet on the edge of the couch and pulling his bottom closer to you for leverage. He eyes you curiously, unsure of what you’re about to do. You want him to cum, want him to finally get the release he deserves since you’ve been edging him as you slowly insert the toy back into him.

Only, instead of starting to move it, you angle it so it’ll graze his prostate if he moves.

“Be still, pretty,” You warn as he whines, his head falling back against the couch. He loves it when you’re ruthless with your teasing , but now, he wants to feel you close.

‘You want me. my prince?” His eyes light up the moment you move away as he watches you stand to your feet to pull your leggings down your legs and off to the side. Uncaring of where they land. He realizes a minute too late that you weren’t wearing any underwear and before he can say anything, you move his legs back down and in the process, it pushes hard against him as he moans.

“I want you…” He whimpers, biting his bottom lip as you make the move to stand above him on the couch. His eyes go straight to your pussy and wet you are. The way it’s glistening in the light makes his mouth water even more. “Mommy,” He moans, brain focused on one thing and that’s to pleasure you. “Please.”

“Like what you see, Honey?” You squat to hover over his lap, grabbing his jaw to bring his face closer. You kiss his lips as he melts in your embrace and it’s the cutest thing you’ve seen. “You want me to fuck you, my prince.”

“I do,” He whispers against your lips and well, who are you to deny such a request? “Take me…”

“Oh, baby I’m going make you cum so hard you’re not gonna remember how to speak.”

At that, Jimin’s mind goes into a frenzy as he tries to raise his hips to be closer to you but you stop him.

“Have a little patience, baby.” You kiss down his neck as you nip and bite at the spot that makes him lose his mind. He’s so close! So, so close and he doesn’t know what to do. “Put your hands behind your back, sweetheart, and keep them there.”

He practically sits on his hands and when you deem him ready, you make quick work of grabbing his cock and lining it up with your wet cunt. He waits in anticipation once you make eye contact, his mouth falling open the moment you take all of him. You sit briefly, eyes scrunched close and listening to his soft pants.

“You fit me perfectly.” You moan, seeing Jimin with tears brimming at the corner of his eyes.

“You feel so good,” He softly sighs, feeling the way your pussy clenches around him. With how much you’ve edged him, he doesn’t know how much longer he’ll last but he wants to try to last as much as he can. “I-I’m ready…”

“You’re so soft, baby.” You pepper kisses all over his cheek and jawline that he closes his eyes to accept. The feeling of being so loved by someone that it’s making his heart want to burst from his chest he doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t wanna do anything but you. “You look so pretty.”

“Only pretty for you.”

“Yeah? No one else?”

“No one compares to you, mommy.” His face falls into the crook of your neck as he whimpers at the feeling of him bottoming out inside you. “Oh god…” Jimin sighs, nails digging into his wrists as he tries his hardest not to touch you no matter how much he wants to. “M-Move, please.”

You’re slow to rotate your hips, loving the way his cock drags against your walls. He’s so thick that he fits you so snug and the way your walls clench around him has him almost blowing his load.

“I can’t-”

“Yes you can, baby.” You lift your hips before sitting on his cock to begin rocking back and forth. You roll your hips and he can feel the way your pussy clenches against his cock.

“Touch. ‘Wan touch. ‘M so c-close. Please!”

“Go ahead, Petal.” You smile and when he grabs you by the waist, you can’t help but pick up your pace. He can feel your breast drag against his chest every time you go up and down. The skin to skin contact feels so good, it makes him feel like he’s on fire. His body burns from the intensity of your movements. “Feels good?”

“So good.”

Jimin squeezes your waist as you let out a moan. You find yourself wanting to kiss Jimin as you press your lips into his. It starts slow and soft, before pressing harder and pushing your tongue into his mouth. He kisses you back eagerly as your tongues intertwine. Deep and passionate. The sounds of the couch scraping against the wooden floor is like nails to a chalkboard the more you continue to ride him but his moans outweigh it.

You smile into the kiss as his eyes flutter shut. He is savoring the moment.

"I'm close. Again. Close so close..." He whines, unable to keep up with the feeling burning in his stomach. He feels like he's about to explode with pleasure. He's dropping further and further into his sub-drop as he clings to you harder. He holds you as close as he physically can but you know it's not enough for him. He's going to need more and you're going to give your baby what he wants.

"You're almost there, sweetie."

"Please..." He can feel your hand between your bodies, no doubt going to play with your clit to help you cum. He would help but he’s so lost, he’s not sure if he’ll be much use. “Cum… with me?”

"Mhm, Stay with me, honey."

"Please, Please!" He's breathless, nails digging in your back as he's lost in fucking himself in your pussy. You moaning out that your cumming only fuels his fire. He’s coming in hot behind you. "Cum... Cum... I'm-"

You feel his warm cum seep into you the moment it happens as you let him finally ride out his orgasm. He shudders before whining about being sensitive and wet.

"Fuck..." His eyes roll to the back of his head and for a second, you can't help but feel a surge of pleasure ripple through you. You take a deep breath and smile, feeling satisfied and pleased. You reach a hand up to brush his hair back from his face and kiss his forehead. He's still before slumping against your chest, exhausted. You wrap your arms around him, feeling your heart swell with so much love.

"Jimin.” You hold Jimin's face, and seeing the look of relief that washes over his features makes you feel a sense of love. “How are you feeling, sweetheart? Feeling good?"

"Feeling great." He reassures you, leaning forward to kiss you on the lips. He grabs your arms to get you to wrap them around his waist. You can feel him grin against your neck, mimicking his gesture because that’s all you want for him. “It was amazing.” “Really?”

"Yes.” He squeezes your waist before doing his best to hold you still. “I also wanted to say thank you."

"For what, my love?"

“Being so good to me.” Jimin grins as he throws his arms around your neck to pull you closer. You fall against his chest in a fit of laughter but he knows it’s not in a fit of mocking.

“That’s all I want to be. You deserve the world Jimin and I plan to give it to you.” You bring your hand to his cheek to caress as he melts into your embrace. He knows this but hearing you say it makes his heart flutter even more. “Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise, baby.”

He nods, trying to hide his blushing cheeks. He feels as if he’s on cloud nine and he doesn’t want to come down.

“Baby look at me.”

He leans back to look at you with a lovesick smile. He’s drunk off you and quite honestly, it’s the best feeling in the world.

“You’re so pretty.” You smile back, finally feeling him soften inside of you. Do you want to get up? No not at all but when you check the time, you realize you’re going to be late. “Baby, we should get up.”

“No!” He’s quick to wrap his arms around your waist to hold you still. “You’re so warm. Don’t wanna leave…”

“We’re going to be late.”

Jimin whines, uncaring of anything other than loving you. You know when he gets like this, it gets hard for him to come back without the proper coaxing. So Instead, you lean into his warmth, holding his head into your breath as you hear him release the breath he was holding. You play with the hair on the back of his neck and there’s a moment where all you want to do is stay here in his arms.

“Baby?” You lean back to kiss his forehead as he looks at you with nothing but love sparkling in his eyes. “Do you wanna just stay here? We can order takeout.”

He nods and well, you know neither of you are going to get up any time soon.

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sugaimhome · 2 years

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cybersex - jm

pairing: cam boy jimin x anxious reader non idol au

genre: friends to lovers? smut, fluff, 18+ pls

warnings: ig jimin is a sex worker, smut, voyeurism, mentions of anxiety, reader is insecure, oral sex (female receiving), mentions of masturbation, he has his hand around her neck, MISSIONARY other smexy things yk, soft jimin. i love them, jimin is rough one minute then soft the next

summary: jimin's only source of income is his livestreams, when he starts loosing viewers and money he admits it to his friends, including you and secretly you agree to help him... on camera, but things are more complicated than it seems

parts: one shot (i do have an idea for a second part if this goes well! i really wanna write it ah)

words: 8.7k

as per, not proof read.

A/N: i have been working on this since november and that's the longest i have worked on something, idk how i feel about this but i love the way i wrote jimin so theres that. also i intended to post this on more like the 20th but i am posting now! ahead of schedule go me. i hope you enjoy! thank you for the support!

Jimin had arrived at your weekly group meetup 10 minutes late. He was late a lot of the time but today he was grumpy, he was only talking to Taehyung, who was looking as worried as Jimin, and he was seriously avoiding the alcohol. All of this you observed from your vantage point of your spot half way up Seokjin’s stairs. Your shoulder was pressed against Yoongi’s and as you did in most group gatherings, the two of you were trying to escape socialising. You tended to exchange a few words, then when Yoongi had drunk enough, you’d both venture down to the rest of the group. By the end of the night Yoongi would be dancing on the table with Tae, but before then he’d need at least two more cups. For a moment your attention is taken away from Jimin as Namjoon’s head appears through the wooden panels of the bannister.

“I brought you socialising juice.” he smiles, handing you up two shot glasses.

“Thanks Joon, I’m not drinking tonight” you smile back at him, he shrugs as Yoongi reaches for both glasses.

“No worries” he smirks, “I’ll drink them both”

Both Namjoon and yourself watch as Yoongi tips his head back and downs one of the drinks, his adam's-apple bobbing up and down. He pauses, not even wincing before bringing the other to his lips.

“We’ll be down in five minutes, I should imagine” you joke to Namjoon, who like you is staring wide eyed at Yoongi, not necessarily shocked, more impressed.

“I give it two minutes,” Namjoon replies,"that stuff's heavy." You giggle, and sure enough, two minutes later Yoongi is telling the rest of the group about something, or someone, he had done last night. You weren’t really listening, you’d probably hear the story again in the car as you drove him and Jungkook home later, your attention was on Jimin, who would normally be listening intently to this kind of story. He’s staring absentmindedly into Jin’s ceiling, a ceiling with no great interest. Yoongi's story ends and the attention turns to Jimin. “What’s wrong man?” Namjoon asks, with genuine care in his voice.

For a moment you don’t think Jimin will reply. He stares at Namjoon as if he’s asked the most difficult question he's ever heard, nervously rubbing his nose with his hand. Just when you think he’ll shrug it off he says “I’m losing viewers” you tilt your head, not completely understanding the context of his comment for a moment.

“I’m losing viewers” he sighs, as he does, you realise how much weight he’s lost recently. “I’m not making enough money”

It then clicks what he’s talking about, and it does with the others too as they all collectively gasp. He looks around the room, when he realises that everyones still paying attention to him he continues. “It’s been happening for months, I am barely making enough to live”

You wondered why Jimin had called off the meeting scheduled at his house the other week, if he couldn’t afford to live, he couldn't afford to buy alcohol for seven of his mates. “I applied for a job at a supermarket” his head is down, it must be pretty embarrassing to admit that in front of all his friends who, like he had up until recently, been doing very well with money. Too well.

“We’ll support you” you remind him, not caring if it insults him, because you would support him. You’d support any of them.

“I know,” he replies, smiling at you. Though the moment of eye contact doesn’t last long as he looks back down to the floor.

“Have you tried spicing it up?” Yoongi asks, Hobi actually groaning at the word “spicing”. It was funny how they swapped personalities when they were drunk, you find yourself smiling despite the heavy and weird topic.

“I’ve tried everything.” Jimin explains. “Different toys, different positions, I even tried losing weight, but apparently no one wants to watch me jerk off anymore.”

There was once, years ago, when Yoongi had dared you to log into one of Jimin's livestreams and watch it. You knew the others sometimes watched him, for whatever reasons you could not, and would not think about. The thirty seconds you had experienced were bliss though, you couldn’t imagine how anyone could stop watching it. You blush slightly at the thought of the very clear memory of Jimin rubbing his hand up and down his dick and whimpering in a way you never thought could be hot. You close your eyes, trying to block out the image as you had done countless times.

“You should have special guests” Yoongi suggests, his voice is slurred now as he leans forward in his chair. “Invite some girls on, people would like to see that.”

“I have had no hook ups in the past year that would be comfortable with doing that Yoongi. Plus it’s special to me. I wouldn't want some random pornstar screaming all over my cam like that.”

“There's nothing worse than a screaming girl.” Hobi replies, staring into the bottom of his glass, disappointed with the lack of liquid, he glances at Yoongi, as if he had stolen it, even though it had been in Hobi’s hand the whole time.

“Let’s not shame them” you say. “It’s their job and if people jerk off to them screaming and that's how they get their money, who are you to judge?”

They all stare at you a little shocked, you wonder yourself where the sudden burst of confidence came from. “Are you a screamer?” Seokjin asks. “You seem to be quite defensive of the subject”

“No! I’m not!” you exclaim suddenly, as Seokjin had suggested, very defensive of both the subject and yourself. Your exclamation earns a laugh from some of the others, cut short when Yoongi speaks.

"That's perfect then" Yoongi decides. You look at him with your head tilted to the side for a moment. What did he mean?

When it's clear both you and everyone else don't understand what he means he continues. "If Y/N isn't a screamer, and Jimin doesn't want screamers on his cams. You can join him." He's looking at you. Pointing at you.

Before Yoongi even finishes you're staring at him wide eyed with a blush high on your cheeks. All these years of friendship and this is how drunk Yoongi repays you.

No one speaks, you realise that it's your time to say something and, voice shaking, you reply to him. "You know I don't feel that way about any of you"

You see Jungkook pout out the corner of your vision. The rest of them stare at you wide eyed, as if you hadn't said that before. The fool himself opens his mouth to speak again but Jimin's there before he can start. "That's enough Yoongi" he sounds demanding, defending you and you feel your pussy pulse in response. You're so embarrassed. This whole thing, your reaction, your apparent attraction to Jimin and everyone staring at you wide eyed makes you want to curl up in a ball and cry. You'd do anything to get out of this situation.

The thing is, you realise with a startling surety, you would join Jimin on one of his cams. It had fascinated you since the day you'd learnt it was his job. You trusted Jimin, if there was anyone to do something so daring with, it would be him. There was no way, however, you'd ever admit that to him.

The conversation, as Jimin had demanded, had moved on. Now it was both you and Jimin staring into Seokjin’s ceiling. Great. Min Yoongi had really ruined your night. Having no interest in the new conversation and more interest in eating your sorrows away, you get up and head towards the kitchen to raid Seokjin’s cupboard for something.

The kitchen, like the rest of Seokjin's house, is an organised chaos, nothing seems to have a place but if you were to ask Seokjin where anything was, he'd know. However, you didn't, and when you hear footsteps behind you, for some reason you assume it's Seokjin coming to prevent you from turning the place upside down. "Do you know where the chocolate is?" you ask innocently, as if you were just wondering and didn't intend to eat your way through it all.

"No" you freeze, it's not Seokjin, it's Jimin. You could tell from his voice alone. "But I can help you find it"

"Oh, hi." you mumble "thank you." You're still feeling a little nervous around him. For no reason. He wasn’t the one who had suggested anything.

"I'm sorry about earlier" he admits, offering you a little lopsided sympathy smile. "You know no one would ever expect that of you. I don't know what's wrong with Yoongi ."

You gulp. Nodding and muttering something along the lines of "It's not your fault"

"I know but it's not something you'd ever want. You looked so embarrassed."

You want to scream at him. How can he not see that it is something you'd want and you have no idea why? How can he not see you want him?

Sighing when you reach the last cupboard you reply to him. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

He laughs, it's a sweet laugh, one that shows he's thankful. "Unless you're offering yourself up like Yoongi suggests, then no, but thank you."

He's kneeling on the floor now, searching through the cupboard next to you. You side eye him. Now would be your moment. If you had the guts. Your mind flashes back to Yoongi, speaking as if he knew your exact thoughts, he knew you better than any of the others and you wonder if he fabricated all this to give you this one moment. This chance.

"And what if I did" you want to slap your hand to your mouth to stop yourself talking but it's too late, you've committed now. Jimin has frozen his digging though Seokjin's cupboards and is staring at you with a mixture of confusion and shock. "What if I did want to offer myself up like Yoongi suggested?"

He looks at you speechless for a moment. "How much have you had to drink?" He asks.

"I'm driving." It's an adequate answer as his mouth drops a little.

"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" He whispers, looking to the door, as if to keep it from the others.

You only nod and he shoots to his feet, walking back and forth across the kitchen. All this time you'd been obsessing over wanting Jimin. You hadn’t considered that he might not want you and that causes your body to freeze up and tears to form in the corners of your eyes. You think the pacing is part of him thinking of a way to say no to you, to say you weren't attractive to him. "I'm sorry" you apologise, a reflex of yours when things seemed to be going ever so slightly wrong. "I don't mean to make it weird. Gosh I'm so sorry it is so weird. I know you don't see me like that" you put your hand to your forehead. You're still on the floor by the cupboard, Jimin turns to you, he's shaking his head.

"Are you sure?" He asks, and like an idiot you think he's asking if you're sure it's weird, but your answer is the same anyway.

"I am sure"

"And if the others saw it? How'd you know if you'd be comfortable with that"

Your eyes widen. He's considering it. Despite this being your idea you feel like your eyebrows are touching your hairline. “I don’t think I care” you reply, the thought did unsettle you a little, the thought of all the others seeing you naked, seeing you that intimate with someone. But you always tried to live by the motto of “you only live once” - at times your anxiety seriously got in the way of that, but not this time.

Jimin is pacing the room again, walking back and forth in front of you. It's making your head hurt. “What if you regret it?”

Your heart melts when you realise all the pacing back and forth isn’t about Jimin, it's about you, he's worrying about you. “I don’t think I will. Plus that would be my responsibility Jimin, not yours.”

Then, to your amazement, he stops his pacing, running a hand through his hair before saying “Okay.”

For a moment you’re too shocked to even speak then all the words start coming out at once. “You’ll have to tell me when and where, what to wear, what to say. I have no idea what I’m doing.” your hands are folded together on your lap, both them and your voice shaking as you speak. “I want to help you but I don’t want to make it worse and-”

He’s sitting on the floor in front of you now, holding your shaking hands in his. “If you’ve agreed to do this, why are you so anxious about it?” he asks, running his thumb over your hand.

“I get anxious about anything, no matter how much I want to do it.” you reply, watching him hold your hands in his, enjoying the closeness to someone for a moment. He only hums in response.

“I’ll message you later okay?” he tells you, helping you to your feet. After all of that you never found any chocolate. “If you change your mind, you don’t have to do this.”

“I know” you smile, he's still holding one of your hands as you talk. Then he's walking away, like they do in the movies. His fingers sciming yours. When you allow yourself to breathe again he's back in the living room and you’re standing in the kitchen by yourself, a little confused with all that just happened, and still very upset with your lack of chocolate.

***

After the kitchen incident earlier it had taken you 10 minutes to find the confidence to walk back into the living room. When you did no one really paid attention to you and you spent the rest of the night under one of Jungkook's arms, one of your favourite places to be, until it was time to go home. Now with Yoongi in the passenger seat and Jungkook alone in the back you finally had some silence. If you could consider whatever Yoongi was playing on your stereo silence. You see Yoongi turn it down out of the corner of your eye, then you feel him staring at you. “How did it go?” he asks, whispering as if Jungkook couldn’t hear. You blush, you don’t know what he’s on about, but he seems to know.

“I don’t know what you mean, Yoongi.” you can hear the tiredness in your voice, and how upset with him you still are.

“With Jimin” he continues, Jungkook has leant forward in the passenger seat to listen to the conversation.

“Yoongi you’re delusional” you tell him, a small blush rising on your cheeks.

“So nothing happened?” he pouts.

“No, Yoongi.”

The three sit in silence for a moment, the music impossible to hear over the sound of your car. Then, in the comedic fashion that was your life, the speaker announces “A new SMS message from Jimin”

Yoongi’s mouth drops open and all you can do is laugh. Jungkook rushes back to his little space between the two front seats, waiting to see if the rest of the message would read out; but that's something else you turned off long ago because they couldn’t keep their noses out of your business.

“Oh my goodness” Yoongi breathes. “Something did happen.”

“Nothing happened. It's completely unrelated, or it's an apology for your behaviour Min Yoongi” you take your eyes off the road for a moment to stare at him.

“What would Jimin be messaging you that's unrelated?” Jungkook asks from the back seat.

You sigh. “How many times a month do you message me to tell me you’re constipated Jungkook?” you ask him. Nodding whilst muttering a small fair enough, he sits back in his chair.

"So no Jimin x Y/N sex tape?" Jungkook sighs. "I was looking forward to that"

You sit in silence for the rest of the trip home. How did you end up with a bunch of idiotic friends? It's almost comedic how they will be getting a Jimin x Y/N sex tape if they log into one of Jimin's live streams at the right time. You're blushing and, embarrassingly, clenching your legs together as you drive along.

You only allow yourself to look at your phone once you're back in your flat, fully relaxed on one of your sofas with your legs up on the coffee table in front of you. Alone. The message is what you expected it to be.

“My place tomorrow? If you’d be more comfortable at yours I'd have to bring my setup over, but that's not a problem of course! Just wear anything you like but anything fancy underneath would probably be appreciated by the people but idm. I'll talk about the rest tomorrow, come round mine at 5? xx”

You gulp, not really sure how to reply, you settle with a simple “Okie (:” before throwing your phone down beside you. Staring at the ceiling you realise the exact scope of everything you’ve agreed to, you begin to question everything.

***

At exactly 4.55 the next day you’re sat in your car outside jimin's place, you’d been sat here for nearly half an hour, convinced that if you’d have left on time you would have chickened out. You’re sure you’re going mad.

It's your feet that lead you from your car to his front door, it's your hand that raises to press the buzzer, your mind feels absent, like you left it in the car, or maybe at your flat. When he finally opens the door it's like he’s taken half a day. He's wearing stonewash jeans and an oversized purple cardigan, you’d definitely never seen him in this before.

“Hi” he says, stepping aside so you can enter the similar hallway. It's as it always has been and somehow the familiarity of it brings you back into your senses.

“How are you?” you manage to say, a small smile covers his lips before he replies.

“Excited.”

You blush, looking down at the shoes you’re taking off to avoid his eyes “me too.”

He leads you upstairs and, with his hand on your lower back, into his bedroom. You had only been in this room once and that was so long ago that it had completely changed since. Two cameras rested on two stands and instead of a rushing feeling of dread like you’d expected your heart only beats in anticipation. You are heading towards the cameras when Jimin speaks.

“Y/N?” he's asking you to turn to you and you do. “Just promise me that if you didn’t want to do this you’d say? And if you change your mind halfway though you'd tell me?”

“I promise” you are sure about this anyways. This always happened with you, everything before the moment was terrifying but once the moment had begun things were a little less scary. When you properly look at Jimin however, he looks worried.

“Do you want to do this?” you ask him.

“Of course I do, I'm just worried about you.”

“I would tell you Jimin. Would a safeword make you happy?”

“A safeword would make me happy” he replies, a little of the worry falling from his features.

“How about Chocolate?” you suggest. He smiles before nodding and leading you to his bed. You sit on the end of it not quite sure what to do with yourself.

Then he’s kissing you. You would have gasped in shock but his lips were covering yours, he’s stood between your legs leaning over to kiss you and it's so amazing, he kisses so well. When he pulls away you’re both speechless and breathless for a moment. “The camera wasn’t on?” you ask him, a little confused.

He's messing about behind the cameras now with wires and lights, the whole setup looks less intimidating than you had imagined, he replies “I wanted a moment between just the two of us.” You stand from the bed, moving behind the cameras to watch him set it up.

Your heart rate increases, you realise there's no time for swooning over Jimin and push those feelings away. “Is there a plan?”

“I’m gonna eat you out first. Then I’m gonna fuck you. How good is your arch?” he's not looking at you as he speaks, and you are glad of it, your knees almost knocking together as they strain to hold you up. How can he say such things so absent mindedly?

“Arch is good. I think.” you reply, trying to hold the excited shake from your voice. As if you hadn't been practising in front of your mirror for the past 12 hours.

“I think I’m going to lay you sideways, like this” he is up from the floor now, gesturing towards the bed and where he will want you to lay. “This way, they'll get a good view of your pussy” he pauses to glance at you and gauge your reaction “as long as that's okay with you?”

You nod.

He continues. “And a good view of the rest of your body, but your face should be too far away for anyone to really recognise you, unless they know you really well.” you realise that he’s referencing all the others. It doesn’t phase you as much as it had before, if anything it excites you. Blushing at the level of dedication he seems to have put into keeping you comfortable and your mind wandering happily towards what was about to happen, you can feel wetness pooling in the fancy lingerie you had put on for the occasion.

“Right.” he slaps his hands together and gestures towards the cameras. “They're on. We just need enough people watching before we bring you in.”

That's when things start to get really interesting. You’re surprised at the casualty of it all as Jimin strips off his t-shirt. He sits in front of the camera and just watches as views increase, shirtless.

You’d seen them all shirtless before of course, at the beach, at pools but this was different. So so different. He’d obviously been applying oil and his abs were all shiny and slightly veiny you gulp. Jimin must notice as he gestures for you to move behind the cameras, from this angle you can see him as they see him, and you can see the comments and viewers streaming though.

“He’s hot”

“Is he gesturing towards someone?”

You look up at him, he's looking directly at you, then he winks and your knees go a little weak again. “You can strip now. If you're ready?” You can see it in his eyes, he doesn’t want to be pressured and that's why he's done it like this. It's your decision whether or not to enter the camera in a moment, and until then you can watch the increasing views. And what he’s saying on the stream seems to be working fine. Working too well for you to back out now,

“Wankerjane69 donated £20”

Your eyes widen, giving a thumbs up to Jimin. He, however, can’t see what you're putting up your thumbs too and tilts his head in confusion.

Putting your bag down that you hadn’t realised was still on your shoulder you begin to strip off your clothes, you start with your jumper, an oversized one you are pretty sure you stole from Yoongi. There was no point wearing a shirt underneath so you’re instantly in your black lacy bra. When you appear from the inside of your hoodie, Jimin is staring at you with lust in his eyes. Suddenly you want to cover up and you fold your arms over your chest. “Don’t be shy. It’s okay” he whispers, ignoring the limited intimacy you thought the camera would bring, Jimin obviously isn’t afraid to express his emotions in front of it.

Glancing over to the comments they’re coming though so quickly you can hardly read them before the next one replaces it. Adrenaline fuels every muscle in your body. You drop your arms, Jimin relaxing a little as you do. It's clear that he expected you to back out of this, but you’re so turned on you couldn’t care less if everyone watched you right now. You step out of your trousers, fighting with them and your balance without a chair to sit on, scared of tipping over the camera and everything going up into the air you try to slow down your shaky movements. Maybe you were feeling the anxiety more than you liked to admit.

Thousands of comments later you’re finally out of your clothes, standing there in front of Jimin in just the fancy lingerie you had put on for the occasion. His eyes roaming every curve and impurity of your body is scarier than the aspect of the camera recording you. You knew he wouldn’t agree to this if he didn’t find you attractive or if he thought that his viewers wouldn’t find you attractive and that does give you a little more confidence. He stands from the bed, moving closer to the camera so all that viewers can see is his crotch area, it makes you smile a little. He smiles at you in response, tilting his head to the side, it's to question if you’re ready, and in response, you nod your head, it was now or never.

Out of the view of the camera Jimin touches your bare arms, ghosting his fingers down your arm where he gently grips your hand with his, pulling you slowly in front of the camera. Every step you take in front of the viewers he gages your reaction, watching your emotions, presumably to pull you back out of the frame if you changed your mind. But despite the anxiety, the way it made your heart feel smaller, your stomach 6 feet underground, you still wanted to do this. With him.

“I’m okay” you whisper, trying to sound confident, and it must work, because he grins, walking you backwards until the bare backs of your knees are against the soft bed sheets, he leads you backwards onto the bed so your legs hang over the edge, Jimin standing between them as your back presses against the cold sheets, nipples hardening with both the arousal and the cold. Jimin stands over you for a moment, using his legs to prevent you from closing yours. Your body is placed right in front of the camera, when Jimin moves away your whole body will be on display to them.

The weight of Jimin's body on yours feels a little distant as you space out, too scared to think about the situation at hand. His kisses on your neck are what bring you back to crystal clarity. “It's okay,” he mumbles into your ear, his lips ghosting your skin. “Don’t overthink it just have fun”

When people had said this to you in the past it had sometimes made you upset, anxiety was never as easy as that, there was never a switch on or switch off button, it happened when it happened and there was really no changing that. But Jimin was right, the worst that could come of this was the others seeing you, and you had already established that you didn’t really care about that. So you pushed the anxiety away as Jimin began to kiss down your body, stopping at your breasts, peppering nippy kisses on the over-spilled area of your tits, unhooking the back of your bra and setting them free, before carrying on down your body, your stomach, then the area above your pants. As you suck in a breath of anticipation, Jimin toys with the elastic band. The sheer lace doesn’t leave much to the imagination in the first place, but the second he starts to wiggle them down your thighs everyone can see everything. Including your glittering entrance, coated in a liquid that proves your arousal. Your breathing increases, not from anxiety but from how shockingly turned on it made you that so many people were staring right at the most intimate area of you right now. You watch Jimin as he watches you, knelt between your legs. Your soul sets alight and you wish he would just bury his head into your cunt. He must read your thoughts, beginning to slowly press small kisses to the inside of your thighs. Then he’s level with your pussy, your pants long gone, disregarded somewhere across the room, your mind goes numb, feeling his breath against you, just waiting for him to touch you. “Please Jimin” you whisper, hoping the camera won’t pick up on it, but you know that microphone is designed to pick up every little noise, every little whimper.

“You like begging for my tongue?” he asks, licking a stripe from your entrance to your clit, you let out a little sigh of relief, but it was nowhere near enough. “Beg for me, like a good girl.”

You clench so hard, how did Jimin seem to know exactly what you liked? Were your kinks really that obvious for anyone to see? It brings a heat to your cheeks, but Jimin only chuckles, watching you clench around the air. “If you’re so desperate, beg for it slut.”

Almost crying with how good you felt, and he hadn’t even touched you yet, you allowed yourself to speak. “Please Jimin.” When he doesn’t take action you realise it's not enough. You’d need to say more. “I need your tongue, your fingers anything, please” you huff out in a single breath.

Blushing with how pathetic you felt, Jimin praises you “good girl” before diving straight into your pussy, he doesn’t even bother with little kisses or another lick, just straight to sticking his tongue into your pussy, his nose hitting your clit. You almost jolt back with the overwhelming shock of it. He's so overwhelmingly good, your legs raise and you almost turn away from him, but he catches your ankles in his hands, holding your legs above you as he presses his tongue into you harder. You hadn’t expected Jimin to be this good, your breathing laboured as he lets one of your legs drop to the floor, using his free hand to replace his tongue at your entrance. Jimin sucks on your clit as he curves his finger up into you, hitting a place you hadn’t known about until now. It hit you then, that in agreeing to this, you had agreed to the best orgasm of your life. It built with a slow surety of being unbelievable, you let out little moans, a second finger entering you. With both fingers fucking into that sensitive spot and his tongue flicking over your clit, your orgasm threatens to wash over you like a wave. “So close, Jimin” is all you can manage to say, and you regret saying it when he pulls away from you, letting your orgasm burn out like a flame. “Jimin!” you almost shout, genuinely annoyed that he’d stopped just as you were about to descend into what you knew was going to be your best orgasm ever.

“I only want you cumming when it's around my cock” he turns a half smile to you, his chin coated in your wetness, with his head still between your legs, the image is entirely erotic. The possessiveness in his tone both turns you on further and terrifies you. He certainly hadn’t seemed this concerned about where you came when you discussed this arrangement earlier. Was there something else going on here?

But there's no time to think of it when he’s standing up again, pulling down his trousers and boxers at the same time, you’re up on your elbows, making sure that Jimin's bare ass is protecting your face from the camera. It doesn’t surprise you how big he is, you’d seen him on stream before but in person it looked so much more ethereal than on camera. It rested snuggly to his stomach, his head red and pulsing slightly from his arousal, veins wound like vines up his shaft, you couldn’t wait to feel that inside you. Jimin has an undeniably male smirk on his face, one that suggested he knew well how to use his dick, and was proud of it, as you sat there open- mouthed. He turns on his feet, showing his erection to the camera as he pulls his trousers off his legs, kicking them across the room. With his back to you, you reach down to play with your clit, but he turns his head, your eyes meet. You are obviously visible from the camera, he sneers. “If you want me to fuck you stop touching yourself” its purely demanding and your hand drops from your cunt straight away. He turns back to the camera. “She's such a good girl” he's addressing the camera, telling his viewers about you and you clench around the air again. “Knows that my cock is ten times better than her fingers.”

This side of Jimin is one you had never seen before, dominating and confident, it was obvious that the confident part of his personality was a given considering he had enough guts to post his dick all over the internet, but he had always been soft, and you still felt safe. Even if it did seem he knew all your kinks and turn ons, like he had been analysing it for a while. Your praise kink was no secret, you blushed when any of your 7 friends said you’d done a good job, or the dinner you made was good, because you strived to please others and that extended into the bedroom. You’re pulled from your thoughts when Jimin turns back to you, pulling you further down the bed by your ankles, you hadn’t realised how much you’d slid up the sheets as he had eaten you out. You expect him to fuck you like this, with your ass slightly over the side of the bed, so you spread your legs in anticipation. A small chuckle falls past his lips, it's not a cute laugh, but a mocking one. “So eager” he says, gripping your waist gently and flipping you over, so your breasts press against the soft material of his bed covers. You can't see where he is at this angle and it only causes your core to tighten with anticipation. His shaft presses against the inside of your thigh, one move and he would be pushed inside of you. Jimin’s arms appear on either side of your upper body and his whole weight presses into you, his warmth is comforting. With his breath close to your ear he whispers “are you okay to continue?”

Knowing he wouldn’t expect the nodding of your head as an answer, you whisper back “yes, please.”

In response he huffs out a breath of air, laughing at your neediness, you blush. “Move up the bed a little, I want you in doggy.”

The wetness pooling between your thighs seems deeper than any ocean, you wish he’d just fill you already. Using the muscles that sculptured his stomach and arms perfectly, he pulls you up the bed, you push your ass into the air, a kind of instinct as you arch your back. You're further away from the camera now and you’re careful to look away from it instead of towards it. “Everyone can see how wet you are for me” he tells you, you shudder as he runs a finger though the juices at your pussy, climbing off the bed, presumably to show the camera how his finger glittered in the light, coated in your wetness. Letting out a little whimper that you hope will encourage Jimin back onto the bed, to bury himself into your cunt. “You’re such a good girl for waiting” he admits, the bed dipping with his weight again. Jimin's hands meet your waist, his cock brushing against your ass. You moan again, only inciting a laugh from him. He removes one of his hands from your waist to wrap around the thick base of his cock as he moves it up and down your folds. Every time it notches into your entrance, or pushes against your clit you moan, almost thinking you could orgasm like this if he kept up.

Then his head is pushing into you, it catches at your entrance, you’re stretching to accommodate him as he pushes further and further into you. Mouth open in a satisfied ‘0’ every inch he sinks into your core, you let out little sounds of pleasure. You had never felt someone sit so perfectly in you. His cock stretched you in all the places that you needed to be stretched and he just felt so good with his balls pressed against your clit. When he starts to slowly thrust into you, as if to test the water of how comfortable you felt, to test you wouldn't break before he went full pelt into you, something you had no doubt he would do, your whole frame of existence almost falls out below you. It had never felt this good. No man had ever felt this good. Clenching around him at the thought of it, Jimin lets out his own little “please” it’s more like the Jimin you’re most familiar with and you allow yourself to smile.

There's no time for your smugness as Jimin must realise you are more than ready to take his cock at a faster pace, he moves one of his legs up, allowing himself smoother and faster movements as he begins to pick up the place. Every time he pushes into you, you feel him everywhere, from his hands pulling you back against him, his cock dragging your walls, and his skin brushing against yours. It's bliss. You suppress your moans, figuring the people watching are here for Jimin, not you. Looking behind him slightly to camera, making eye contact with it as he reads some comments, Jimin continues his brutal thrusting, your moans stuck in your throat, so desperate to escape into the void of the air between the two of you. When he turns back to you he says “you don’t need to hold back, they want to hear you too. I want to hear you.”

Your whines and moans fall from your lips, everything you had suppressed coming out at once. “Good girl” he says, almost absent mindedly, but the effect it has on you is undeniable as you clench around his cock. Groaning in response Jimin removes his hands from your waist, grabbing your arms almost harshly to pull you up to his chest, his muscles contract under your skin as he continues his thrusting. You are pressed flush against him when one of his hands presses into the soft skin of your throat, the other latching onto one of your breasts, pinching and pulling it to heighten your pleasure. The hand around your neck applies a weak pressure, applying all the blood in your body into your pussy, increasing the intense feeling in your core, the building orgasm that you know will leave your body limp building undeniably fast in this new position. Jimin must be able to tell, whispering into your ear. “Do it. Come on my cock.”

It's a very tempting suggestion. “Jimin” you manage to breathe, struggling with the pressure around your neck. All you can think about is him, all you can feel is him. His dick dragging up and down your walls, his head hitting that place he found with his fingers every time he thrusts into you. His hand around your neck, his other pinching your nipple savagely.

You fall, your body almost spasming as you descend into the amazing orgasm you knew was coming. Its light floating on a cloud, then falling, tumbling as you pulse uncontrollably around his cock, your mouth open in a silent scream, hands clawing at his arm just for something to grip onto, to ground you as bliss consumes you. As the fireworks that had started in each and every muscle of your body dwindled out, Jimin continued his thrusting, his hips less smooth as he neared his release. You're so sensitive but you don’t want him to stop so you let him use you until his breathing becomes uneven and he asks, the breath from his voice hitting your hair “where should I cum?” his voice is weak, as if it used some of his energy to even speak.

The fact you hadn’t discussed this before was slightly concerning when you realised he wasn’t wearing a condom, but you didn’t care. “In me, please” you say, your core starting up with another orgasm, you doubted you could chase it before he came, but he's thrusting harder now, his head almost hitting your cervix. He thrusts two more times before burying himself to the root of his dick against your cunt, he hadn’t yet pushed this far into you and he seemed to focus his whole weight on being astronomically deep inside of you that when the strings of cum shoot from his dick into your pussy, the feeling of warmth sends you spiraling again, stars covering the corner of your eyes as you come for the second time.

When you escape from the all consuming bliss that has covered you, Jimin is soft inside of you, kissing the back of your neck sweetly. When he pulls out, and cum drips from your entrance you resist the urge to get up and show the camera, this was the art of sex, this evidence of two bodies being intertwined. But Jimin is up from the bed, looking at the camera and pressing buttons until you hear a definitive click, looking over to see the screen that had previously shown comments and donations blank. “You turned it off?” you ask, your throat a little raw from all the moaning.

When he doesn’t respond you assume you have done something wrong, maybe you said the wrong thing during the stream, something he hadn’t wanted you to say at all. Blush covers your cheeks and you instantly seek the side of Jimin's bed cover, to pull it over yourself to preserve some of your dignity, as if you could have any after that. When he turns back to you, his face drops from a smile to a frown. “Are you okay?” he asks. You must look like a mess wrapped up in his blanket like this. Nodding, you try to convince yourself that it wasn’t you that had caused Jimin to turn the camera off, but your traitorous mind told you it was your fault. Jimin stands in front of you, fully nude, his fingers pulling absently mindedly at the covers that you’d wrapped yourself in. “Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?” he pulled at the covers, as if he needed proof that you were okay underneath them. His lip pouted.

"No" you say, surprised you had the confidence to even speak. "You turned it off so quickly I thought I'd done something wrong."

"No, Y/N not at all, I just wanted you to feel comfortable" Jimin says, one corner of his lip falling down as he speaks.

"Oh" you reply, suddenly very embarrassed. "I'm sorry"

"No need to apologise." Shifting up on your elbows, you get a proper view of Jimin's lower half, something that had previously been covered by your angle. He was half hard again, your mouth fell open in shock. You'd assumed that once the camera was off, it'd all be over, but apparently not. Part of you doesn't know how to feel about this.

"Jimin?" you whisper, a bright red blush lights itself across his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, I can leave if you want, you just felt so good and I was thinking about the camera more than you and" He's running through his words, they tumble over one another like water over a cliff. "Just wanted to feel you again, just you and I"

He runs a hand through his hair, taking a step back from you, he's fully erect now. Speechless, words leave you. He shuffles away from you, apologies falling from his lips as he goes. The fear on his face was unmissable. You don’t want him to go, you want him back with you. But no words fall from your mouth. With words failing you, you take the next best action you can think of, throwing the blanket from your body, leaving you stark naked in front of him.

Freezing his shuffling and apologies, Jimin accepts the hand you reach out to him as you sit up, letting you pull him on top of you again. Without the camera the whole thing feels almost too intimate, with the camera you were helping a friend out, but without it you were going against everything you had said for years.

"You know I don't feel that way about any of you"

Is what you had said only the night before, but it was obvious that you were wrong, and perhaps in saying that, you had admitted something you had always known. That you did feel something. You don’t have much time to sit in these thoughts when your eyes snap to Jimins, he is staring at you in a way that makes you feel naked beyond your lack of clothes. You fight the urge to pull the blanket over you again. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N” he smiles, hovering above you, his arms trapping you safely under him.

You couldn’t remember the last time someone had called you beautiful with that much sincerity in their eyes. You’d had boyfriends in the past, but they’d been scared off by something about you, probably your closeness to the others, your comfort around them, like the way you had sat with Jungkook last night, with one arm over your shoulder, curled into his side and you thought nothing of it. It was a good enough reason to make anyone jealous. So in the past couple of years boyfriends had been a thing of the past, and so had such comments. Tears well up in your eyes. Part of you had started to believe that it wasn’t true, that anyone who had said that in the past was lying. But you know Jimin wouldn’t lie.

You close your eyes as he leans in to kiss you, something he hadn’t done when the camera was on, as if this was something he just wanted to keep for the two of you. His erection rubs against your thigh as you kiss, you’re surprised how quickly he managed to get hard again. You revel in the feeling of him against you in one of the most intimate ways, realising how much you had missed this. Letting a hand fall down your body to play with your clit, this time Jimin didn’t tell you to stop, you don’t touch yourself to reach orgasm, but just to tease yourself. This doesn’t have to be rushed, but when Jimin finally pulls away, lips swollen, and presses a kiss to your forehead, his cock rubs against your folds and you open your legs in anticipation. Huffing out a little laugh Jimin smiles, “I take it that's a yes.”

You nod, appreciating that he asked you again, having sex once did not mean consent for the second round, “yes” you say, feeling a wave of affection for Jimin and his consideration. Jimin reaches down between your bodies, using his hand to drive his shaft to your entrance that was lubricated by his cum and your wetness, as he had done before. This time he seats himself into you faster, his length sitting snugly in your walls, but unlike last time, he takes longer to move again. The feeling of him pressing into you, his head flopped down to your neck, as if he had accepted defeat, kissing gently over your skin, trading the sloppy and teethy kisses for soft and considerate ones. His whole body is pressed against you, his skin suffocating you in such a pleasuring way. And he wasn’t even moving yet.

He feels so good inside of you, as if you fitted together, two pieces of a puzzle that were crafted to interlink so perfectly. He stretched you enough for you to feel immense pleasurable shocks through your body every time he moved, but not enough to make you feel that uncomfortable burning feeling that happened when a dick was just a little two big. He was perfect.

He shifts back a little, nearly pulling out before slowly plunging back into you, and staying there as you run a hand through his hair affectionately and he sucks into a place on your neck that you knew would be bruised and red now. Out. In. A pause. Out. In. A pause. Out. In. A pause. No one had put this much time into you before, this much care and not broken half way through, an orgasm was already burning low in your stomach. “Jimin” you say, his voice coming out though the little whimpers you had been letting out periodically.

“Mmh?” he hums, his face pulling away from the artwork of bruises he had created on your neck. “You okay?” and the look he gives you is one full of such concern that you almost cry again.

“Close again” you manage to breathe as he pulls out and pushes back in again.

“Me too” he replies, dipping to kiss your cheek, then he latches his lips to yours again, as if this was the only correct way to end this. “Let go” he says, not changing his method, continuing his periodic but hard thrusting. You could feel him so deep.

And as he pulls out one last time, pushing back into you again cum. It's a blinding orgasm that filters out anything that isn’t your pussy pulsing, Jimin or the fireworks that go along every muscle in your stomach, washing over your body from your core like waves. His eyes go wide, as if you had done something he hadn’t expected before he pulls out one more time, your pussy clenching around the space he leaves and then plunging back in one more time, his load shooting out into you, warming you from the inside. “Y/N” he mutters. You shudder, loving the feeling you get so full of cum. Jimin doesn’t move from inside of you, but flips you over so that your whole weight is against him, his dick soft inside you. You let him run a hand through your hair as you lean on his chest, hoping that he'll never pull out of you. “I think you squirted a little” he says, you can’t see his face from where you’re resting but you can feel the rumble through his chest. “I have never made a girl squirt in missionary before.”

You have never squirted before, but you didn’t want to inflate his ego by telling him that. “I was happy to be your first” you mumble back, still a little out of it from your orgasms. He chuckles, your head moving up and down with the movement. The fact he had made other women squirt before did make you feel a small prickle of jealousy you had no right to feel, but you push it away and just enjoy the skin to skin contact and the way he felt, still soft inside of you.

You feel him suck in a breath, as if going to say something but changing his mind. “What is it Jimin?” you ask, hoping you’re not suffocating him with all your weight on him. You're relieved when he says “Would you stay the night?”

Nodding, you feel enthusiastic about it. Having sex again does worry you a little, you are so tired, but he’s still soft so you assume he just means to cuddle, and you can’t help but agree, it's been so long since you’d been held properly. So you stay, letting him caress your skin, pulling the covers over the two of you so you don’t go cold, all thoughts of the camera gone from your mind, apart from one thing…

How would the others react to this?

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loose virginity with him(Jungkook smut)

Pairing: Jungkook x You Genre: Mafia!AU, action, angsttttt, smuttttt Tags:.Oh! and also oral (f), fingering (f), orgasm denial, dirty talkkkk (Jungkook is nastyyy 🤪) unprotected sex, virginity loss, light degradation, corruption kink, sir kink, BIG cock, squirting, orgasm control, creampie 🌸 🌼🌷 🌹 🌻 Raiting: +18 Summary: Don’t trust anything in this story. Don’t trust the cute bright cover, don’t trust the handsome playful flirty barista and do not trust the cute innocent timid girl.

As Jungkook set his phone back in his pocket he raised his eyes back to you.

“Don’t worry baby it’s no one important”

Is he reading your mind ?

“Just checking the time you know” Your heart sunk in your stomach. You immediately looked up at the clock hanging on the wall behind him. Almost midnight, it read.

“Sorry I should let you head home” you must be boring him you thought to yourself. Of course you were.

“No” he said, his voice shifting again, reminding you of the tone he used in the shop just yesterday. “I was just wondering when it was going to be time for desert”

Fuck…

Your heart jumped from the bottom of your stomach to your throat, over excitedly pumping boiling blood and adrenaline through your veins, making your cheeks and chest burn.

“Are you blushing baby girl?” he whispered while he leaned in over the table closing in the distance between you. “You’re so fucking cute”.

“Thank you” you squeaked, embarrassing yourself which made Jungkook chuckle.

“Are you daydreaming about all the nasty stuff I texted you about?” you stayed frozen solid as you lost track of yourself in his dark brown orbs. He kept on leaning in, you licked your lips nervously and Jungkook’s eyes instantly shifted down to them.

“You want me to make your dreams come true Princess?” Now his lips were grazing over your wet ones. This simple little touch sent a shot of electrifying sparks into your core. You nodded your head slowly.

“Say it” he whispered even quieter now as his warm hand slipped beneath the table and under your flowy dress, fingertips brushing over the thin skin of your inner thigh. You couldn’t help but let out a meek little whimper which made him smirk. “Say it, princess” he repeated, his hand continuing to progress on your thigh until he reached the delicate lace lining of your panties. Not quite touching you yet. So close but yet so far.

“Please make my dream true, sir” you huffed, giving in, surrendering yourself without putting up much of a fight.

“Good girl"

Suddenly he crashed his lips on yours, kissing you passionately, prying your mouth open to taste you, not letting you time to protest but even if you could have it was never your intention. You waited long enough for that. And you chose him. With him it finally felt right.

Jungkook’s pointer finger pressed precisely on your clit, applying pleasurable pressure on it, making you gasp and bang your knee on the table, nearly knocking over your half-full bowl. as he put more pressure on it. Not giving you the satisfaction of friction just yet. Just driving you even crazier with desire. So in a shameful and unpremeditated reflex you bucked your hips against his single finger.

Immediately he retracted his hand and broke the kiss. You bit your lips in regret as you opened your eyes back up to look at him. A familiar evil twinkle was dancing in his eyes.

“What a naughty girl” he wrapped a firm hand around your nape. “Grinding her little pussy against me like this” the remark made you blush in embarrassment.

“Blushing again?” he asked, this time practically growling. “You’re really trying to make me go insane.”

At once he got up, making his chair fall back, he harshly lifted you up by the arm and flipped you over his shoulder with ease. Caring your body like it was nothing but a mere feather.

He walked through the living room and hall with big strides and tossed you on the bed, earning a yelp from you. He didn’t even bother to switch on the light, only keeping the door open, the lighting from the hall making the atmosphere incredibly intimate.

“Take this flimsy dress off. Now. Keep the heels” his tone was demanding and impatient. So much so that even the crippling fear of what you were about to do was swept away and replaced by the fear of disobeying your master’s orders.

You opened the zip in the back of your dress and just let it slide off your body, revealing the burgundy lingerie set you carefully picked out for him.

“Fuck" he swore under his breath as his eyes trailed down your high heeled scadals to the curved you thighs and your chest hidden away in the beautiful bra and finally to your glistening collarbones.

You swallowed thickly at the sight of the tent he was so visibly pitching in his pants, making it look incredibly uncomfortable.

“Fucking lace?” he asked, hands going to the navy blue silk shirt. “Only sluts wear lace” he grunted rapidly, shedding every piece of clothing he had. Even the tight boxers, made his thick and hard cock spring up and stand tall.

He looked glorious, the light from the hall was casting his large shadow on the wall, the silver chains and necklaces hanging low on his chest pulling your eyes further down to the incredible cock you were so vividly remembering from yesterday, your mouth instinctively watering.

“Spread your legs” he ordered and you did. Fat cock in hand he stood on his knees and harshly pulled on your hips to take you closer to him, you let out another whimper.

His hot tip touched your clothed little pussy, aiming directly at the sensitive bud. Baekhyun took a wicked pleasure in making teasing slow circles. As close to you as he was, the miniscule ply of fabric between you was way too much. So you whimpered again.

When his tip pressed on you, you suddenly got nervous.

“Please… I-… Jungkook… I’ve never” you stumbled on your words.

“Don’t worry princess” he smiled reassuringly at you “I’ll make you nice and ready for me”.

He pulled on your legs and brought your hips to the edge of the bed, kneeling in front of you. He laid gentle kisses on your pubic bone before catching the lace between his teeth. He looked back up at you with the same eyes you saw in the shop, the same blazing desire that made your center quiver in anticipation.

He slid the panties down to your ankles where it hung on one of your feet.

“Will you be a good girl for me baby ?” he asked, voice strained and heavy while he eyed down your thighs tightly pressed together.

“Y-yes sir” you murmured, goosebumps rising on your bare skin.

“Then let me see your beautiful little pussy and spread your legs for me baby.”

With a shaky breath you parted your thighs slowly and as your knees got further and further apart Jungkook’s smirk got wider and wider.

“Fuck” he breathed out eyes fixed on your aching, quivering center. His breath tickled your intimate parts as he leaned in. “Dessert is fucking served” he whispered before digging in. Instantly, he aimed his tongue at the swollen bud.

The contact of his wet and cool tongue made you arch your back, sinking your head back in the plushy mattress.

“Fuck you taste so good babydoll” he said not parting himself from you, vibrations pulling a sharp breath out your trembling lips.

This feels different from anything you’ve ever done to yourself; it has no comparison at all.

“You like my mouth on your soaked little pussy?” he asked teasingly, slowing down the pace, gently sucking on your sensitive nub.

“Yes, sir” you cried out, taking out the frustration of this slow pace onto the sheets, fisting them angrily.

“What about this?” he slipped one slender finger inside your narrow little pussy. Your lips rounded up in surprise as you hoisted yourself up on your elbows, wanting to see his face.

“Fuck” you swore when you felt his blunt nail pushed deep inside you, rubbing circles on your sweet spot.

“Aw baby! Does that feel good?”

You only nodded as a response, your eyes starting to prickle with tears as he started to pump his finger in and out, slowly at first but rapidly picking up the pace to a point where you couldn’t help but to let small whimpers fill out the space between the two of you.

“Aw baby you’re so cute getting overwhelmed with just one finger” he chuckled. “Are you sure your virgin little pussy can handle me?” Once again your distressed mind is unable to come up with words to form an answer but this time he stopped when you didn’t reply anything back.

“Yes!! Yes!!” you breathed out hurriedly when you felt the pleasure gradually lessen, desperately, longing for him to finger fuck you again.

“What a good girl” he said as he slipped another finger inside.

“Oh my god” you cried again, this time you couldn’t help two big tears to roll down your burning cheeks. You felt yourself deliciously stretch to his liking. One finger was easy but two was something else. A dull and muted pain made you wince. Jungkook moved very gently, taking his time to stretch you properly. When you started to relax he leaned in again to wrap his mouth around your swollen clit.

“Fuck baby you taste delicious” he growled. Gradually the pain turned into pleasure and he picked up the pace again. Fingers furiously pumping in and out of you while his tongue skilfully circled your clit. Everything worked perfectly together like well oiled machinery. Rapidly taking you to your peak like an ever ascending rollercoaster.

“Are you going to cum my princess?” Jungkook teased you.

“Yes!!” you almost screamed, nails digging at the mattress, practically tearing the sheets.

“I’ve never seen a virgin cunt so fucking eager” he said while digging one pointy tooth on your clit, pulling a loud gasp off your lips, making your walls throb around his diggits. “Fuck! What a dirty little cunt you have here. Sucking on my finger like this” he picked up the pace again and combined with the dirty talk you were done for.

But he abruptly pulled his fingers out your desperate little pussy.

“No baby” he said firmly “Good girls only cum on my cock”

WAIT FOR THE NEXT PART .

NEXT PART WILL BE UPLOADED SOON.

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bogglecat-box · 2 months

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drew fanart for my brother's worm fic. 2/3 | (prev!)

#✭ ; astonishing shift !#i can't draw mac and cheese jm sorry.#furm....#i wanted to call her wormrina but he insisted on furm. like a freak.#wormvia next!#biologically inaccurate worms but the source already has those so its fine #worm fic #this is so dumb.#furina #furina de fontaine #genshin fanart #genshin impact #genshin furina

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hellbornsworld · 3 months

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JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS(13)࿐ ࿔:･ﾟ࿐

𐙚 Late Night Encounters | underground boxer!jk x volleyballplayer!reader | Series | @cherrygukkie

𐙚 Drown for You | siren!jk x f reader | Series | @jeonstudios

𐙚 My baby girl | Jungkook X Reader | One-Shot | @rkivepetals

𐙚 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗗 | Neighbor!Jungkook x Fem!reader | One-Shot | @cravetive

𐙚 A cheating way | Jungkook x f!reader | One-Shot | @bangytell

𐙚 Valentine Vixen | Stripper! Reader x Rich! Jungkook | One-Shot | @bunnyhugs77

𐙚 lonely hearts club | JK X Reader | One-Shot | @dovechim

𐙚 Woman on Top | JK X Reader | series | @heartbeatan

𐙚 Man Eater Hunting | Idol! Jungkook x "Man Eater”! Reader | One-Shot | @httpjungkookcom

𐙚 oxygen | Mafia!Jungkook x f!Reader | One-Shot | @gimmethatagustd

𐙚 Empty Space | Police Officer Jungkook X Reader | Two-Shot | @ahundredtimesover

𐙚 Trapped Hearts | Jungkook x Fem!Reader | @kxxkiecxre

𐙚 sanguis | vampire!jungkook x vampire!reader | Two-Shot | @7deadlysinsfics

𐙚 LOVE WAGER! | jungkook x fem!reader | Series | @2hightocare

𐙚 sate | Vampire!Jk X Reader | One-Shot | @adonis-koo

𐙚 the curious lifespan of migrating monarchs | streamer!jk x international student!female oc | One-Shot | @alphabetboyluvr

𐙚 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 | jungkook x reader | One-Shot | @solecize

𐙚 bottle up old love | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot | @wintaerbaer

𐙚 new beginnings | ceo!jungkook x figureskater!oc | One-Shot | @nochukoo97

𐙚 the philosophy of good luck | tattooartist!jungkook x reader | One-Shot | @kidguk

𐙚 Colors | Jeongguk x Reader | Series | @inkjam-moon

𐙚 The Prince with the Ugly Heart | Prince!JK X Reader | Series | @daydreamindollie

𐙚 THE YOUNG WOLF | jungkook/reader | game of thrones au | One-Shot | @junqkook

𐙚 Babe 🎀 | Husband!koo X reader | One-Shot | @rkivepetals

𐙚 lifetime. | yan!jjk x reader | Two-Shot | @blackswan446

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moonpascaltoo · 5 months

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╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all joel miller stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, let me know <3) some will have summaries if provided <3

these are in no particular order. just when i read them

MASTERLIST • PEDRO PASCAL CHARACTERS • 06/01/24

JOEL MILLER one two four five

@strang3lov3 ☼ dirty laundry Joel's best kept secret is the washer and dryer he's not supposed to have. Your best kept secret is that you've been using that washer to get yourself off. ☼ death by flirting Five times you made Joel blush, and when he finally did it back to you. ☼ click here Joel should really stop clicking on links that Tommy emails him.

@jobean12-blog ☼ where you belong You and Joel have been friends for a long time and the tension has been building. It's hard to ignore and when he comes to your rescue it's all the push you need.

@criticallyacclaimedstranger ☼ 37 minutes you wake up one morning needing Joel, and he comes as soon as you let him know that. And while his life may be busy, he takes the time to thoroughly satisfy you.

@forever-rogue ☼ pre-outbreak!joel

@magpiepills ☼ put it in, coach you are an 18 year old high school senior on the cheerleading team, and Joel is the beloved and successful football coach. He helps you with some stretching after practice.

@joelsgreys ☼ snapshots Moments of Joel Miller’s life in Jackson, Wyoming with his girls.

@alrightieaphroditie ☼ screwed you find yourself drawn to joel miller when he arrives at jackson, though you can't quite put your finger on why. after seeing the town ostracize him, you decide to step up and befriend him.

@punkshort ☼ have a good night Every week like clockwork, the same devastatingly handsome man comes into the grocery store where you work to buy flowers. It's not until he asks you out when you realize the flowers aren't for his wife or girlfriend. ☼ night shift It was a relatively quiet night in the emergency room until a handsome contractor gets admitted and adds some excitement to your life.

@bitchesuntitled ☼ wrong delivery Sleepin' with the hot construction guy doing the remodel at your work, he winds up buying flowers for someone else...

@skbeaumont ☼ you should probably leave He works long days. You help out with Sarah, make her dinner, put her to bed when he has to stay late. And then when he gets home you help him out, too, even though you both know you should probably leave.

@palioom ☼ not home joel comes home and finds you asleep.

@mrsmando ☼ like real people do a temporary arrangement leads to permanent feelings that joel can’t seem to shake — for you. but do you feel the same?

@softlyspector ☼ prophesy you died but your ghost keeps visiting. ☼ catching None of your partners had ever been able to make you come before. Joel changed that. ☼ garter You and Joel got married. There's just one tradition you didn't get to complete.

@familyvideostevie ☼ just and just as

@talaok ☼ postoutbreak!joel

@morallyinept ☼ home Joel returns home to you.

@joelslastofus ☼ untitled Joel and you have a close friendship until Sarah’s mother returns and he rudely pushes you away. He never knew you were in love with him or that he himself was in love with you until Tommy wants to date you. ☼ pregnant!reader Joel deals with upsetting his overly sensitive eight month pregnant wife.

@beskarandblasters ☼ delicate You play with Joel’s hair during a moment of anguish.

@atticrissfinch ☼ meet me in the back When you stumble into your local gas station one night and the sleazy clerk refuses to sell you alcohol, you have to get creative. What should have just been a one time bribe winds up being more than you bargained for. ☼ gimme what i want the wrong number that texts you ends up being a man much hotter than you’d ever expect…

@nothoughtsjustmeds ☼ bloom

@absurdthirst ☼ puppy love You always follow Joel Miller around, you've got his back. You're in love with him. Putting up with Tess's nickname of puppy dog, you don't realize that Joel feels for you until the end. ☼ meet me at bills town When Bill & Frank take you in to help care for Frank in his declining health, you meet Joel. Making you wish you had what the two men have together with him. ☼ sleep tight Fucking Joel in that sleeping bag.

☼ the road to a second chance You love Joel, and after a particularly bad run, you finally get to have him. Only to be heartbroken when he rejects you immediately after. Leaving you to flee the Boston QZ with Tommy. Nearly five years later, Joel shows up looking for you and Tommy and finds you living a surprising life. ☼ the last day The last morning before the world changes. ☼ lost and found Joel told you he would get Sarah and be right back for you. Twenty years later, he shows up with a strange girl and a lifetime of changes to your old lover. Giving you one more night before he promises to come back this time. ☼ sit right here You have to sit somewhere, right? Why not on Joel's cock.

@shellshocklove ☼ does anton know where the love for god goes? crossing the country alone as he searches for his brother, joel stumbles on a farm. winter is closing in, and against his better judgement he's convinced to stay. as the frost covers the land like a blanket, a warmth ignites in his heart for the young woman who's home he finds himself in.

@davosmymaster ☼ no time to die The main difficulty of being Joel’s closest friend is not falling in love with him, but you still do. Those feelings are buried until you join him on a mission to trade supplies with Bill and Frank. With your life now hanging by a thread, Joel is determined to get you to safety, but the clock is ticking faster than he can run.

@poeticpascal ☼ white lies Joel would do anything for you. He does anything for you. And he makes sure you don't know a thing.

@vivwritescrappythings ☼ saying thanks Joel is your grumpy patrol partner who doesn’t even talk to you in the streets of Jackson. But one night a man grabs your arm at the Tipsy Bison, and Joel’s decided he doesn’t like it.

@sameheart-sameblood ☼ love in the time of cordyceps when the world ends, you promise you'll never love again. joel miller makes that rule hard to stick to

@eff4freddie ☼ privates Joel takes a second job at the local strip club, hoping to cover Sarah's fees for her fancy new private school. He just has to make sure no one's gettin' too rowdy, and watch out for the girls. It would be really simple. If it weren't for you. ☼ touch You and two of your friends arrive at Jackson hoping to find refuge from a crumbling world. In order to stay, you need to demonstrate usefulness to the community. You can offer your healing hands.

@proxima-writes ☼ joel masterlist

@wyn-n-tonic ☼ that’s a real fucking legacy When Tommy disappears in search of a better life with a promise to come back for you, his years of absence and the grief it leaves behind drives you and his brother closer together until the man you're sharing a bed and starting a family with is Joel Miller and not the one you always thought it would be.

@bluebeary-jay ☼ clouded judgment/clear mind part 2 it was a long time since Joel had felt a maddening rage like this, but he weren't about to let anyone who dares to hurt you get away with it. ☼ hold me close and hold me fast It's been a long time since Joel was in any relationship and because of that he has absolutely no clue how to react to your affections. It culminates into an angsty conversation which he wanted to avoid at all costs. ☼ how easy you are to need Joel notices that the peaceful life in Jackson has its consequences. he is not happy about it. ☼ that funny feeling pet names are something that's equally very easy and very hard for Joel ☼ reason things go wrong when you try to cross a small city. joel almost gets himself killed and you finally confront him about why he never seems to trust you with anything.

@from-the-clouds ☼ texas sun Twenty years later, Joel still doesn’t know how to describe what you were to him. You’d never made any promises to each other, but you loved his daughter like she was your own. Had he known what was going to happen, he wouldn't have let you go.

@tofics ☼ broken A year has passed since Joel and Ellie have returned to Jackson when he finds you on patrol, half frozen and half burning up. Jackson takes you in and nurses you back to health, welcoming you as the newest member of their community. The more time passes, Joel realizes that you and him have more in common than he likes... Until one day, everything changes and you get a gift that he'll never get.

@gutsby ☼ love tap Old habits die hard with your husband—touching you at inappropriate times is one of them.

@toomanystoriessolittletime ☼ failing part 2 Joel made many mistakes. The biggest was leaving you.

@joelmama ☼ the fisherman’s wife The free-spirited Reader is arranged to marry a divorced Fisherman named Joel Miller. And although she protested this at first, she soon wonders if maybe she could be happy with her new husband.

@heartpascal ☼ the gold… you don’t like the person joel’s become.

@eufezco ☼ blurb

@luveline ☼ grumpy x sunshine ☼ touch-starved!joel

@wheresarizona ☼ blood in the cut You’re distracted while working with Joel, and it almost costs you your lives. Luckily, he knows how to get you out of your head—it’s just a little surprising because you didn’t think he liked you, but here he is eating you out like it’s his last meal.

@charnelhouse ☼ darlin’ You are another means to an end. He needs a second pair of hands and you have the face to distract scavengers and the guts to kill people who need to be put down. ☼ request

@amywritesthings ☼ see you, seeing me After handling a life-or-death favor for Tess, you're in deep shit. Until she can make things right, she suggests you lay low at her place for the week. The issue? It's also Joel Miller's place, and you're pretty sure he hates you.

@me-and-your-husband ☼ yours truly and forever part 2 you find ellie and joel in need of help, desperately. you take care of the two, when affection for joel creeps up on you and you can’t shake it. he can’t stay, but maybe, if you don’t think too hard about it, that won’t matter.

@swiftispunk ☼ here in you doorway your fiancé tommy breaks off your engagement. you seek comfort in the arms of your best friend, who just happens to be your fiancé’s older brother.

@thelastofhyde ☼ a mercenary named time as joel begins to age, memories of sarah are beginning to fade. though he wants nothing more than to talk to you about his troubles, there's something standing in his way: he never told you about sarah. ☼ the likeability paradox part 2 joel miller is not a man who strives to be liked, with a chip on his shoulder and a scowl on his face, until his world is flipped on its axis when the pretty young thing living under bill and frank’s roof, with an irritatingly unwavering smile and the literal sun shinning out her ass, says those five damned words: i don’t like you, joel.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #tlou #joel miller series #joel miller angst #joel miller fluff #joel miller smut #joel miller imagine #joel miller oneshot #the last of us #tlou x reader #joel miller masterlist #jm masterlist #joel miller fic rec

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darkelixirr · 8 months

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You're Mine. - Park Jimin

Just a little jealousy...

♡pairing: jealousy!jimin x fem!reader ♡rating: explicit!mature 18+ ♡genre: SMUT ♡wc: 1.3k

You and Jimin out with friends. Spending time with each other, laughing and enjoying the many conversations. He can't seem to keep his hands to himself. Always groping at your thighs, his hands going to where you need them the most.

"Jimin.. Please.." You whisper low enough for him to hear. A chuckle leaves his lips. You know he heard you, the grip on your thigh told you that. But he continued on his conversation with his friends. Ignoring the neediness in your voice.

You couldn't help but spread your legs, begging him silently to touch you. To ease the ache between your legs. You leaned back in your seat, a deep breath emitting from your lips as you squeezed your thighs together.

"So, how has it been?" You looked up, plastering a smile on your face.

"It's been g-good." Jimin tightened his grip on your thigh.

"We should hang out some time, together alone you know." You hummed, a tight smile on your face. You glanced over at Jimin. His face was stern, his eyes never leaving the boy in front of you. You placed your hand on his thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze. He let out a deep breath, straightening his posture.

You felt his hand move up your thigh, your skirt bunching up around his waist. You let out a shaky sigh. His fingers grazed over your exposed pussy, a smirk playing on his face.

"You're mine."

#jimin fic #jimin imagines #jimin fanfic #jimin x reader #jimin smut #bts smut #bts x reader #bts fanfic #bts jimin #jimin series #jm fanfiction #jimin x y/n #jimin x oc #park jimin fanfic #jimin x you #pjm smut #pjm x reader #bts o7

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pfhwrittes · 4 months

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child free!reader thoughts that have been bubbling away in the brain soup document below the cut.

kyle garrick x gn!reader but with appearances from john price, john mactavish, simon riley and the beloathed brandon (who i've shamelessly stolen from @dragonnarrative-writes)

tags/warnings: pregnancy mention right at the end of the fic (not the reader character), fluff, vague allusions to eating at restaurants (non descriptive).

(banner by @/cafekitsune)

child free!reader who has "child free, that means i don't want kids - not even yours!" as the first line on their dating profile.

child free!reader who goes on a date with john price. he's charming, polite and funny. john tells you early doors that he misread your profile but he didn't want to be rude and cancel the date on short notice so he hopes you don't mind sharing a meal with him. you don't mind as he's good company and takes care of the bill like a gentleman and apologises for wasting your time. you part ways amicably and both wish each other well with the dating scene.

child free!reader whose next date is with john mactavish. he says he doesn't mind if you call him johnny. he's good company and makes you laugh so hard that other people in the restaurant look over at your table. you're having a great time but he brings up his flatmate simon an awful lot. you end up gently suggesting that maybe johnny would prefer to take simon out for dinner instead. johnny gapes at you like a fish for a minute before realising, that yeah, he really would. you exchange numbers at the end of the date and ask him to keep you in the loop with how things go with the mysterious simon.

child free!reader who goes on a date with brandon. it's a crap date. he's late, doesn't apologise, presumes you want to head back to his place and gets annoyed when you pull the brakes on the whole thing. brandon then tells you that he doesn't care any way as he has to pick up his kid from their mum's house in the morning. you leave him to foot the bill and call johnny on your way home to complain about how crap the date was and how you should never have agreed to go on a date that your friend vouched for.

child free!reader who goes out to brunch with johnny and simon the following weekend. you spend a good portion of the brunch watching johnny lean up against simon with a little smile on your face and waggle your eyebrows knowingly when simon steps outside to smoke a cigarette. when simon rejoins you both, you tell them how you're considering deleting your dating profile and embracing singledom forever. simon makes you promise to keep your profile for at least another three days which is weirdly specific but you agree.

child free!reader who gets a message on the dating profile from kyle garrick two days later. you're pretty blunt about not wanting kids and how you won't change your mind and neither are you looking for some short term fling. despite that, kyle is friendly, funny and a little bit flirty over messages so you agree to go out on a date with him. he's even prettier in person than in his photos. kyle is flirty without being pushy, asks you questions about your hobbies without prompting, and he admits that it was simon that gave him a gentle push to message you when you explain that a friend stopped you from deleting your profile before agreeing to go on a date with him.

child free!reader who agrees to go on a second date with kyle after he tells you that he got a vasectomy at 21 because he knew even then that he never wanted to be a dad.

child free!reader that messages the group chat you have with simon and johnny absolutely gushing about kyle's eyes, arms and smile. johnny replies with endless eggplant emojis and simon sends a singular thumbs up.

child free!reader that after four fantastic dates (and one mind blowing night together) decides to delete their dating profile after kyle sleepily mumbles into your neck about wanting to be exclusive.

(and a little bonus scene that i just can't scrap)

child free!reader who goes as kyle's plus one to john price's wedding a year later and you both laugh yourselves silly when you tell your boyfriend that you went out on a very nice date with the groom once upon a time. you toast the bride with matching flutes of a non-alcoholic mocktail as she rests her hand on her very pregnant stomach at the sweetheart table she shares with her new husband.

#pfh headcannons #tw pregnancy mention #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #x reader fic #gn!reader #kg #jm #jp #sr #i just think child free readers should get a little bit of love on this blog

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thetriumphantpanda · 1 year

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I need to bathe in cold holy water after reading your fics. WHAT THE HELL!

‘and where do you think you’re going?’ ‘come back to bed’

Whatever you want soft or rough with Joel M.

Thanks for being an amazing writer and sharing your talent with us

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Pairing | Joel Miller x Female Reader

Word Count | 969 (Hehehehe)

Smut under the cut - soft!Joel, fingering and general fluff.

It was still dark outside when you shot up in bed, a sheen of sweat covering your skin whilst you tried to catch your breath and ground yourself after the nightmare you’d had. You took a glance to your left and thanked your lucky stars that your inevitable tossing and turning hadn’t woken Joel next to you.

You ran a hand over your face and reached for the glass of water that was on the bedside table, taking big gulps to try and wet your dry throat. The lack of light through the thin curtains suggested that dawn was some way off but there was no way sleep would find you again tonight.

Pushing back the covers, you threw your legs over the side of the bed and sat on the edge for a moment, stretching out your shoulders to try and relieve some of the built-up tension. This was becoming more of a regular occurrence and there was a voice in the back of your mind telling you to heed Tommy’s advice about speaking to the therapist in town. Jackson really did have everything you’d ever need to build a life here.

There was a shift on the bed behind you, Joel moving around on his side in his sleep no doubt.

“And where do you think you’re going?” His voice was low and still sleepy, but you felt him shift closer to you, running his fingers along your spine as he always did to comfort you.

“Bad dream,” You mumbled, getting up from the bed, “Go back to sleep, I’ll be back in a minute.”

You hadn’t turned to speak to him, instead making your way to the bathroom that was attached to the small bedroom you had begun sharing with him increasingly. You took some time to splash cold water on your face and take deep breaths, deciding the best thing to do was to go outside and smoke to try and calm yourself down.

When you left the bathroom, you’d expected Joel to be fast asleep, that man could fall asleep anywhere and almost instantly. One of the few traits of his that you despised. However, he had propped himself up against the headboard and was waiting for you.

You shot him a small smile, rooting around the floor for the trousers he’d flung off your legs the night before in order to bury his face between your thighs. Finding them, you extracted the pack of cigarettes and the lighter and went to leave.

“Come back to bed.” His voice had caught you as you went to open the bedroom door.

You turned back to him, his arm was outstretched, inviting you back into the warmth of the bed, “I don’t think I can get back to sleep Joel,” You explained, “I’m going to be tossing and turning and I don’t want to keep you awake.

He smiled at you, “Darlin’ girl, come back to me and let me help you relax.”

Your feet were moving towards him before your brain had a chance to catch up. You took hold of his hand as he shuffled over to your side of the bed, guiding you to lie down and press yourself up against him. His strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you even closer to him before he pressed a single soft kiss behind your ear.

“Was it the same as last time?” He asked softly, talking about the last time you’d had a nightmare, and the time before that, and the time before that.

You nodded, they were always the same.

“Darlin’ girl,” He whispered, slowly trailing his hand down the side of your body to slip under your panties, “Do you need me to help the same as last time?”

Again, you nodded but his hand stilled just short of where you wanted it the most in that moment, “Words. Use them.”

“Yes Joel,” You gasped out, “Help me relax, please?”

He placed another soft kiss behind your ear as his hand rubbed over your pussy, dipping his fingers into you, finding you wet from the arousal of him and his hands and the exploits from earlier in the evening. You were still pressed up against his back when he pulled his fingers from your aching pussy and brought them to your face, groaning in his deep voice as you sucked them into your mouth, cleaning his fingers of your combined tastes.

He moved back slightly, using his free arm to move you so you were laying on your back with him leaning slightly over you. His lips finally found yours, placing a tender kiss to your lips before you opened your mouth and invited his tongue to mix with yours. All while his hand made a trail down back down your body and into your panties.

He wasted no time in dragging your slickness from your hole up to your clit, applying light pressure as his fingers worked the bundle of nerves. Still sensitive from his tongue earlier in the night, you let out a breathy moan, turning to bury your face into his shoulder as he applied more pressure with his fingers.

“Is that good, darlin’ girl?” He asked, “If I keep doing this are you going to cum for me?”

“Yes Joel, oh my God please don’t stop.”

He pressed a kiss to your temple, the only part of your face he could reach with the rest of it buried into his shoulder. He sped up the circles he was drawing over your clit and watched as you came undone, moaning his name into his skin as he worked you through the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Panting and spent, he moved the two of you back to your original position, enveloping you into his arms.

“Now, go back to sleep.”

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𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 𐙚╰┈➤𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙘𝙩 ‘𝙘𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙡’ 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙?

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𐙚 ╰┈➤ 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 𐙚 ╰┈➤ 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 & 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩

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↼𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗫 | #1 | 𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧⇀

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𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖠 5 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄? ‘𝖦𝗈𝗌𝗁’ 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖶𝗁𝗒?𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗒, 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿? 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽’𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖠 𝗋𝖾𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖠 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 5 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖥𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗒-𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝗒𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇. “𝗛𝗺” ‘𝖨 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 ’𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍’ 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 “𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼..?” ’𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍‘ 𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 ,𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗒𝗌 ,𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖠 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖠 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾. 𝖦𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗇𝗈𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗋𝗂𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋.

𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁�� 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ‘𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀’ 𝖲𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 ‘𝖱𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗂𝖾’ 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋, 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋.

𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗎𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀. ‘𝖲𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌’ “𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗜 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥” 𝖽𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 f𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽. 𝖯𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 . “𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿?” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 , 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗉 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌. “𝖸/𝗇!” -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 ”𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝘂𝗽” 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 back, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 “𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄, 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” “ 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 9 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 12𝗮𝗺 ” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁’ “𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈, 𝗒𝖾𝖺… 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 30 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 ,𝖮𝖧, 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖮𝖱𝖣𝖤𝖱 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖢𝖪𝖤𝖭!” You l𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁ed “ 𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 “ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖶𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿𝖿, 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗇, 𝗇𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆,𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖡𝖠𝖬 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗀𝗌, 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋.

𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗓𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. “𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒𝖾𝖽 “ 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 ”𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗈𝗎𝗍” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽, 𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗀𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖠 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾 “𝖸𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽, 𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗂𝗓𝗓𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌”-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖤𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 , 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖠 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋. “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌?” 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖰𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽’ “𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾?” 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌. “ 𝗠𝘆 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗜 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆’ “𝖮𝗁, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅? 𝖲𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝗍?”- 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽. “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖠 𝗀𝗎𝗒?”-𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 “𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖠 𝗀𝗎𝗒?”- 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖽 “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇, 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇?” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝗡𝗼 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁, 𝗜𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝗜 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?”-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖡𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝗍, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋’ “ 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗜𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗡 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗧 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋’ “𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 “-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀’ ” 𝗗𝗼𝗻’𝘁 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 playfully threat

𝖠𝗌 𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖾- 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 “𝖲𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖺 𝗀𝗎𝗒?”-𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. “ 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗜 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻 ” -𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾?” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝖡𝖠𝖧𝖧𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠”- 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 “ 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧. 𝗢𝗺𝗴 𝗻𝗼𝗼, 𝗜 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 ” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 ‘𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒.’ “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾?” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀. “𝖠𝗇𝖽, 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖠 𝖬𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇?” -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎. “𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾” - 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁’ “𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇!” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌’ “ 𝗡𝗼𝗼 ” - You try explaining “𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺, 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 “𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽‘ “ 𝗡𝗢𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗜 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽’ “𝖮𝗄 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 6 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝗍, 𝖫𝖤𝖳𝖲 𝖦𝖮𝖮!”-𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖽’ “𝗅𝖾𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌“ -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽’ “𝖡𝖾𝗍” - 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 ‘

𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋 ,𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝗓𝗓𝖺, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 ,𝗐𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 9,𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 5 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒. ” 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀, 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 4:20 ” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅ing 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾’ “𝖲𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌?, 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇!” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗀’ “𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍, 𝖸/𝗇 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗎𝗉, 𝗒𝖾𝖺?”-𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “ 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 ‘ “𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗒” - 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌’ “ 𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄’ “𝖮𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍!!” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 “𝖶𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾?” - 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖮𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” - 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲, 𝗜𝗳 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗯𝘆𝘂𝗹? “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖧𝖤𝖸, 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖿’ “𝖶𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋” 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 “ 𝖸𝖤𝖠𝖧, 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖬𝖤𝖤?!” -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 “ 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲.“ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽’ “𝖮𝗁” 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽’ “𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽’ “𝖧𝖤𝖸, 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 5 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 𝗒’𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄’ “𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁ing 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇’ “𝖶𝖠𝖨𝖳 𝖨 𝖶𝖠𝖭𝖳 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖦𝖱𝖤𝖤𝖭 𝖠𝖯𝖯𝖫𝖤!” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅’ “𝖠𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝗇 𝖨𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄.” -𝖧𝖺𝗐𝗌𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 ‘𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋’ “ 𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖲𝖮 𝖧𝖮𝖳” “ 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗳 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸, 𝘄𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖨𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾? -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽, 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀’ “𝖡𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠” “𝖮𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 8 𝖺𝗇𝖽 I 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽” -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌

“𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗎𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 ,𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 when 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇ing “ 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗯𝘆𝘂𝗹? “- 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 peeking 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋’ “𝖮𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎’ ” 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗜 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗼𝘁 “ “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 “ -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌’ ”𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖠𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉, “𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆?” 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋’ “𝖮𝗈, 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆” -S𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝖶𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋”-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋,𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 ,𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗒𝖾, 𝖠 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎,“ 𝙊𝙃-𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙩! “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 ‘ 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 ” 𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸-𝗦𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯 𝘆𝗼𝘂 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗀𝗈’ ”𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙉𝙤-𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 “ -𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, noticing 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆, 𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀’ “𝖪𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 —” -𝖠 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 “—𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋“ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 “𝖸/𝖭, 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗄?” -𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎‘ “ 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌ing 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 to 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗅𝗅” -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.’ ” 𝗗𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘆 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗹? “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽’ “𝖸𝖾𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌’ “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈?” 𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆’ “𝖸𝖾𝖺 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐? 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?“-𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗂 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽’ “𝖸𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅 ��𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 “ 𝗦𝗵𝘂𝘁 𝘂𝗽, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 “𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾’𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍..” 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 “𝖧𝖾𝗒, 𝖸/𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾. “𝗔𝗹𝗮𝗻 ?” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖠𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍…“ 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲 …

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“𝘐 𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬”-𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥’ ”𝙎𝙡𝙤𝙬? 𝙉𝙖𝙝…𝙄’𝙢 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.” -𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’ “𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦” -𝘛𝘢𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨’ “𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭”-𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥 ’ “Y𝘦𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵?” -𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥’ “𝙊𝙝 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 “-𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺’ “𝘖𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘶𝘱 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯” -𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘢𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵‘ “ 𝙄’𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 “ -𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦’𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱 i𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦’ “𝘖𝘩, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘶𝘱” 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵’

𝖶𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖠𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝖠𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖺𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 ,𝖬𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁. “𝖧𝖾𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄?, 𝖶𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾?” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗂 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁, “𝖸𝖾𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅/𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋” “𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 ”𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗛𝗜𝗠! 𝗜 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺!!! “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍. “𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗻𝗶? “-𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗍𝖾𝖽 her 𝖺bout it “ 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖪𝖭𝖮𝖶 𝖨 𝖶𝖮𝖴𝖫𝖣 𝖭𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱 𝖫𝖨𝖤 𝖠𝖡𝖮𝖴𝖳 𝖦𝖮𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖯” -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿’ 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 2𝖾𝖽 𝖨𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 4.8 𝗀𝗉𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 3.5 𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝗒’ “ 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸! “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗉’ “ 𝖮𝖧 𝖬𝖤 𝖳𝖮𝖮” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎’ ” 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮,𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮 𝗱𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿? “ 𝖠𝗌 𝖬𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀?” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 coming 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 “𝗬𝗲𝗮 , 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁. “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖺’

“ 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚“ 𝖢𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗇 𝖪𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖳-𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 ,𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂—” 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…”-𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ‘ ”𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 “ -𝖲𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍’ “𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲—“ -𝖧𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 ,𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖠 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖳��𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 26, 𝖠 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗇 𝖪𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗎𝗇. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋

…𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 4 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻, 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖠 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗒. 𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 “ 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸..” Y𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾, 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗓𝗓𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 , 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗑𝗂 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉, 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 “ 𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? “-𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖢𝖾𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗇 𝖪𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗇 boxers 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖣𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾 “ 𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮/𝙣, 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙮 “-𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍’ “𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁.” -Y𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 , ”𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙗…” -𝖧𝖾’𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽. “ 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗜’𝗺 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸…”

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 ,𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝖺𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾, 𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁, “ 𝙝𝙤𝙬’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮?” ”𝗠𝗵𝗺” “𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜” 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 “𝘿𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚, 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 “ 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 “𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧? “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 ,𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 ,𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉, 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗇𝗂𝖻𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖡𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄. ”𝗔𝗵-𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗙𝘂𝗰-𝗳𝗮𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 !“

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗍, 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗒, 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗋𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗌, 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍, “𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚, 𝘼𝙨𝙨 𝙪𝙥 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣.“ W𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 moved 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 gripping 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ”𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚?” “𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁…” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌 ��𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌’ ”𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜, 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥?”“𝗡𝗼, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.” He 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆s𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝖿𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 “𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠…” 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒s in place 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖽𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒, 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝖯𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾. “𝙔/𝙣𝙣..” “𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙣 𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜..”- 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽’ “ 𝗞𝗼𝗼𝗸.. 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 ”-𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾se 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 ’ 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 “𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸-𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗸𝗸 𝘆𝗲𝘀𝘀𝘀”-𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖼𝗎𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 “𝘼𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚..” 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁 …

𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾, 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝖿𝖿, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 .

“𝑯𝒆𝒚”

“𝐇𝐢, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈’𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧”

“𝑶𝒉, 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎”

“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭?”

“𝑰’𝒎 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌, 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆…”

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