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aritsukemo ยท 1 year ago
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Heyyy! I hope the requests are open and im not putting too much work on your shoulders...
Anyways, this is my first ever time requesting... ANYTHING at all so i hope this is a not-so-hard or something that i shouldn't request (if not or you just don't feel like doing this request do NOT respond/do this request. I don't want to cause you burnouts or anything...)
Okay.. so...
May i request OMORI main gang x reader (all separate ofc) how long did it take for them to get comfortable around their s/o fully and how do they act in the developed relationship?
Thank you for your time! ^^
How long would it take the Omori Gang to become comfortable with their s/o? Well..
( @weed-stoner )
Warnings: Spoilers ahead! ( Implied in others and blatantly stated in Aubrey's part )
A/N: I AM SOOOOO INCREDIBLY SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! I started this shortly after you requested it but then things happened and I had a little dry spout with Omori and forgot about it completely. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy this! ( And again, I am SOOO sorry, love! ๐Ÿ˜…)
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I'd say, based on their level of openness, the ranking of how quickly they'd become comfortable with their significant other would look something like this..
Kel
Mari
Hero
Aubrey
Sunny
Basil
And here's why..
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Kel is the type of person who can vibe with anyone as long as they aren't a horrible person. ( Or act like Mikhael. Even then there's a chance. )
I'd say give it maybe a couple weeks? He's never been in any kind of relationship like this one so he may act a little different than usual for a while. Once that's over though, he's pretty much the same eager ball of sunshine! He'll always want to nag them to come out and enjoy the world with him and will do everything in his power to be around them! After all, it's way more fun hanging with them than being at home..
Now this can be up for debate, but I think Mari wouldn't take long at all to grow comfortable with her significant other. In her opinion, communication and trust are key parts to any lasting relationship so she doesn't mind coming to you when she's a little bothered by things. ( Which happens more times than one may think )
I see her taking maybe around a few months ( like three to four ) before completely letting the person in. It's nothing personal, she just wants to gauge their personality and see whether or not this relationship will be able to last.
Now, Mari doesn't act much different when she's comfortable with people. Subtle things do change though. For example, her smile seems more relaxed and she gets less upset when making mistakes around that person. Their presence soothes her and as a result, she's less uptight around them.
For Hero, it really depends on when he got into the relationship. If it was before his relationship with Mari, which is not likely, he's not that much different to Kel. He'll spend a lot time with the person and pretty much tell them anything and everything. If it's after his relationship with Mari, which is more likely, it'll be much different.
You see, Hero has experienced heartbreak in one of the worst possible ways and it'll take time for him to heal. That being said, I really don't see him dating anyone until that happens, but let's say that he does. Realistically, it take quite some time which can vary from a few months to a year to way longer than that.
Now, Hero is still Hero so he'll treat whoever he dates with the kindness and respect that they deserve and will do everything he can to make sure they're happy and healthy, ( both physically and mentally ) however when it comes to verbalizing his own emotions, that's where we hit a nail. Whoever he dates would have to be very patient with him otherwise it may cause him to put even more walls up.
When he's finally comfortable around them, it'll show. He'll start telling them things he wouldn't before and'll even rant to them about his problems occasionally. He'll be way more open with his partner and'll be just a tad bit ( a lot ) more clingy than he used to.
Aubrey is a rather tough cookie. Ever since Mari died and everyone distanced themselves, forcing her to cope with everything alone, she has never truly let her walls down in front of others. And, if someone attempted to break down those walls, she'll grow defensive and even violent towards that person.
How long it would take Aubrey to even be comfortable enough to date someone really depends on the personality. Like, I see her letting her guard down quicker if the person is more kind and patient with her like Mari rather than someone's who's short-tempered or rough around the edges like her.
When Aubrey is comfortable around her significant other, she'll be less afraid to tell them how she feels. She'll vent to them, but because of that, she'll be more shy towards them. Aubrey'll also hold that person in higher regard than others and'll hold them close to her heart. When they scold her, she actually listens and tries to do better. If they're upset, she'll be the first to notice and'll be there to listen to them rant/help them out in any possible way. And, she'll always try to make sure that her little fights and other violent affairs never mesh and disturb the person's daily life. In a way, she sees this relationship as a way to pay them back for putting up with her for so long so she'd pretty much do anything for that person.
Sunny's next and oh boy..
I honestly don't see him indulging in any kind of romance with anyone unless him and that person were like childhood friendsโ€”I'm talkin' never leaving each other's side, seen everywhere together type of close childhood friend with someoneโ€”and even then, it's hard to imagine post-traumatized him feeling comfortable around anyone besides his former friends, let alone a relationship. But for the sake of this, let's say he does..
I can't put a time limit on how long it'll take him simply because I see it depending on which ending we're talking about. Obviously if we're talking about any of the bad endings, he's pretty much a lost dead cause. He's not going to make any attempt to open up to them and no matter how much they may try, there will always be distance between them. Now, if we're talking about good ending Sunny, the person actually has a chance.
There will be a lot of trial and error simply because Sunny's used to keeping things bottled up. He's not used to being upfront and truthful and he's only used to running away and not facing his problems. That being said, I see the process quickening a bit if the person he's dating is super gentle and patient with him. If they just gave him time, and a tiny push here and there, he'll come around. And when he does, he'd be stuck to them like glue.
I feel like he'd make it known with his body when he's truly comfortable around his partner. Whether his shoulders noticeably slump in their presence or maybe he lets his guard down enough to hold you or lean on you. Just something that'll let the person know that he feels truly safe around them! I see him being sorta touch-hungry and expressing it once he's comfortable with that person by giving them a bunch of hugs and cuddles and such.
And hey, maybe he'll even talk! ( Nah I'm playing BAHAHA- )
Finally, we have our sweet boy Basil. The gardening genius that carries a ginormous bouquet of trauma wherever he goes..
It's easy to say that whether the person was his friend prior to the incident or not, it'll take forever for Basil to truly feel comfortable around them.
If they were his friend prior to the incident, well, it all really depends. Was he close ( closer than he was with the others ) with them before the incident occurred? Did they distance themself from the group like everyone else? Did they stick to him and never let him go? Depending on what the person does all depends on how long it'll take. To me, I definitely feel like Basil would spill everything eventually if the person decided to stick with him when everyone grew apart and, as a result, would become sort of this unhealthy lifeline to Basil. Since they'd be the one he confides in about everything, it would grow to the point that they'd be the one thing keeping him together. He'd be at their mercy, and in a way, they'd be at his and nothing would really change until probably after the truth comes out ( if it were to come out ) and Basil got the proper help he needs.
If they weren't his friend before the incident, good luck. They'd be lucky enough to even get a full conversation from him, much less get him to be their friend and harbor any kind of romantic feelings for them. But let's say that is the case. Let's say that through some stroke of luck they managed to befriend Basil and eventually end up in a relationship with him. The person is going to have to put up with a lot. Basil is a very sensitive person and all it takes is one bad interaction for him to completely shut them out. They'd have to tread very lightly ( but not too lightly; if they don't try enough, the relationship's not getting anywhere ) or else they'll end up back at square one. I see this taking years ( specifically four or more ) and really, I only see him completely growing comfortable with the person after some extensive therapy.
When he's finally, fully comfortable with them, he'll be way more verbal and open. The fear of being rejected/judged would've been less apparent and slowly pushed to the back of his mind. Being with them for so long, ( and having gotten at least some bit of therapy since I literally don't see this happening otherwise ) he's grown to trust them to some extent. He's also grown to love rambling to them about whatever's on his mind. Whether that be about flowers or things much darker. I see him craving their touch and he wouldn't mind asking. ( But not too many times, he's still Basil after all ) I see those two spending so much time together that Polly would see them as an extension of the household. ( She'd fix them dinner every evening and would grow concerned if they didn't show up to get it and say hey to Basil. That's how much they'd be together. )
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pineappleciders ยท 6 months ago
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trick or treating with RW OMORI characters / halloween headcanons ๐ŸŽƒ
A/N: wowie tomorrow is halloween!!! i am going as a clown :-) i was considering not going cuz i'm getting older but i am NOT ready to give it up yet sob
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SUNNY
loves the low-effort costumes like a mummy with toilet paper or a sheet ghost. also loves the ones that cover his face so he doesn't get anxious going door-to-door
he loves candy and will binge it all night but sugar upsets his stomach so you might have to have tums on standby :,)
he doesn't love to say "trick-or-treat" out loud but he'll say it if you and the others do, albeit much quieter
SUNNY likes the spooky season but sometimes scary decorations are a bit too much for him, so he'll go on the opposite side and make you walk by the scarier ones instead
he'd like to watch scary movies while eating candy on halloween night, but he 100% brings blankets and stuffies for protection
his family, especially his mom and MARI, always loved halloween and halloween parties with lots of decorations and food. he doesn't care for the parties, mostly just likes the candy and spending time with his friends
AUBREY
she's a bit more neutral on the spooky season, but she absolutely loves scaring kids (especially ANGEL.)
she likes trick-or-treating because it's very nostalgic to her, and she prefers not to be home, so she'll either go with the hooligans or SUNNY and the others
doesn't put too much effort into her costume, usually does something she'll know will look scary (like michael myers etc.) and LOVED standing menacingly at people's doors for candy
her favorite candies are usually non-chocolate ones like jolly ranchers and lollipops!
will purposely take you down creepy streets while trick-or-treating to see your reaction. she'll laugh at you but doesn't mind holding your hand if you're scared!
wants to help you with your costume beforehand, because she likes to dress up just doesn't feel like putting in the effort for herself
KEL
LOVES the spooky season. he doesn't get to participate as much as wanted because his parents aren't humongous fans, but they still help him and HERO with their costumes
he loves big and goofy costumes like those inflatable dinosaurs or the ones riding a horse
he's a bit hard to keep up with during trick-or-treating, constantly running from house to house and pointing out cool decorations. and the sugar isn't helping
KEL will absolutely praise any costume he comes across, esp yours. he doesn't care if it's low-effort or over the top or funny or scary, he just adores the spirit of everyone coming together to be silly
he loves tormenting HERO a bit with scary things and fake spiders, though he never takes it too far. and if you're scared of those things, he'll do the same >:)
while everyone is watching a horror movie after coming home, you notice he's not reacting to any scares.. it turns out his sugar high crashed and he's wiped out. you'll have to make him brush his teeth the next morning
HERO
HERO feels a bit silly trick-or-treating at his age, and definitely wouldn't do it if it weren't for his dear friends
he'll probably go as something normal but not too scary, like an evil doctor with some fake blood on the scrubs
he doesn't love it when things get too scary, like slasher films. he's just not good with gore and jumpscares. do NOT get hin started on spiders.
he'll be the one carrying everyone's candy bags for them when they get too heavy, or will carry someone on his back if their costume has their feet sore. he's a bit like the babysitter of the group
he'll definitely help you with your costume, designing it, buying stuff for it etc. he just enjoys helping out!!
probably ends up giving his candy to you or someone else, only keeping a few pieces to himself. he likes it as an occasional treat
HERO's pretty bad with scary movies and decorations, but he still enjoys halloween as it reminds him a lot of childhood and good memories trick-or-treating with KEL and the others :)
MARI
she ADORES halloween and all the festivities. it's probably her favorite holiday (though she does love christmas)
will put a lot of effort into her costume, either something cute or something scary, it's always a good costume!!
will 1000% prank you and the others the entire month of october. she stopped putting bugs in HERO's desk a long time ago, but she brings it back every year for spooky season!
loves to bake silly little halloween treats like marshmallow ghosts and chocolate spider cookies
she prefers chocolates to other more sugary candies, so she'll trade with AUBREY for the ones she likes, and often finds herself giving SUNNY a lot of her candy
MARI will bring water for everyone to make sure everyone stays hydrated, and will also carry you or SUNNY with surprising strength if you get tired :-0
tries to get HERO to be brave and nudges him towards houses that are rumored to be haunted (she doesn't push it if he says no, she just wants him to grow and overcome his fears!!)
BASIL
he likes the artistic aspects of halloween, like creating costumes and carving jack-o-lanterns
though he does find himself enjoying the scary things a bit, like watching movies with everyone and creepy decorations. though his favorite part of it all is watching his friends be happy!
he's a bit picky about candy he likes, so he'll often trade with someone else or just let them have what he dislikes๏ฟผ
๏ฟผBASIL's costumes are typically tame, something like an angel or a grim reaper are his favorites. he doesn't usually do the bloody stuff, prefers mild/psychological scariness
likes to bake halloween treats with MARI and always comes up with the most creative snack ideas
he'll obsessively brush his teeth on halloween night after trick-or-treating, paranoid about all the stories he's heard of sugar rotting teeth. (he'll insist everyone else do it too)
he'll really go to any house that you and the others want to go to, he isn't really scared of decorations or getting haunted. so he'll hold your hand if it freaks you out!
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arcreactordreams ยท 1 month ago
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"It's none of my business, but it's just been on my mind you can let it go"
MAIN GANG - Omori
Scenary: Random Fluffy scenarios of the main gang with reader
Warnings: Self insert, no use of pronouns/Gender neutral reader
A/N: I apologize for any speech mistakes, english is not my first language + i havent wrote in a while.
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๐ŸŽป SUNNY ๐ŸŽป
Sunny wasn't one to talk much and you knew it from the start.
Sometimes, he blinks slowly whenever you tell him something nice, and that in the silent language you share, is an "I love you".
you were in the back garden of his house, he was sitting on the floor, ugging his knees and you were beside him, with a blanket on top of you two. The sky has that peach color that precedes sunset, and you just handed her a cookie wrapped in a napkin. "I made it with you in mind," you whisper, as if the air were too fragile for a loud voice. "It has almonds and a little bit of honey. I remembered you said you like it crunchyโ€ฆ Although yoy said it in a low voice, so I don't know if you said it or if I dreamed it.
Sunny doesn't respond right away. He just looks down at the cookie, takes it between his fingers with soul-splitting gentlenes and then he takes a bite. The smallest one. "It's delicious," he says. And you feel something warm fill your chest. Because for Sunny, that is poetry.
Then, when the sky is already tinged with blue and stars, he taps you gently on the shoulder. "Thank you for staying."
Your heart melts like marshmallow. And you just smile, leaning back a little more against him, careful not to break the spell of that moment. And even if he doesn't say anything else, he stays with you until you get cold. Then, without looking, he spreads his scarf to cover you too.
Because even if he doesn't say it, he wants to take care of you too.
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๐ŸŒต BASIL ๐ŸŒต
Basil's hands tremble when someone looks at him tenderly.
That's why, at first, he avoided your gaze. Not because he didn't like you. But because you were so sweet to him, so patient and gentleโ€ฆ that he felt like he was about to cry all the time. Today you're in his garden. He's repotting some violets, and you're sitting next to him with a basket of things: a small bottle of water, a pack of tissues, some tea biscuits, and a small drawing of you, smiling, of him and his flowers.
"This is for you," you say, placing everything on a washcloth beside him.
Basil blinks nervously.
"Allโ€ฆ of it?"
"Uh-huh, I see you working so hard with your plants, I thought it would be nice to have a mini care kit. Like you do with them. You deserve to be cared for too, don't you think?" The shovel slips a little. His little face turns as red as a rose petal. He doesn't know what to say, so he just grabs the small bottle of water and holds it in his hands as if it were a treasure.
"Thank youโ€ฆ" he murmurs, almost a sigh.
And you smile, leaning down a little to pull a twig from his hair. It got caught as he bent down.
"There. Perfect as always." Basil freezes. His heart gives a strange little jump. As if something inside him blossoms where before there was only still earth.
And although he doesn't yet have the courage to take your hand, he offers you one of his violets. Small, shy. But his.
"I want you to have it..."
And you, of course, stay by his side for the rest of the afternoon, letting him tell you the meaning of each flower he gives you. And for the first time, Basil isn't afraid of silence. Because with you, even silence feels full of love.
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๐Ÿ€ KEL ๐Ÿ€
"Ready?! I'm going to shoot it!"
Kel is standing, ball in hand, sweating in the park sun. You're sitting on the grass with a towel ready, a small bottle of cold water, and a Tupperware with cut fruit. Because seeing him happy makes you happy. And because you know that after all that running, he always forgets to take care of himself.
He takes the shot. A three-pointer.
"Whoooo! Did you see that?"
"I saw it!" you reply, clapping with such pure emotion it seems straight out of a cartoon. "You're amazing, Kel!"
Kel laughs, that laugh that sounds like a carefree summer, and runs toward you, not caring about the sweat or anything. "Come on, high five!" You give him the softest high five in the world and then, with a shy giggle, you wipe his forehead with your washcloth.
"You're such a champion, butโ€ฆ I don't want you to get heatstroke. Here, drink some water." He stops. He looks at you. And for a moment, it seems like the world goes silent. It's just you, him, and Kel's heart pounding like crazy.
"You're always there, aren't you?" he says, more quietly, a little nervous. "Likeโ€ฆ like my personal cheerleader. But also like myโ€ฆ my safe place."
You smile at him, as if his existence is the most valuable thing on the planet."I'll always be here for you, Kel. Even if you don't score a single point."
"Hey!" he laughs. "But if you distract me with that cute little face, of course I'm going to miss!"
He throws a grape at you, you throw it back, and you both end up laughing until he forgets the game. Because Kel realizes that with you, he's already won.
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๐Ÿณ HERO ๐Ÿณ
The kitchen smells of vanilla and melted butter. The sun streams through the window, illuminating Hero's hair as he whisks a mixture in a ceramic bowl. He has his sleeve rolled up, a smear of flour on his cheek, and a peaceful smile on his lips.
You're sitting at the counter, legs dangling, a small glass of milk in your hands. You look at him with that silent tenderness of yours, which needs no words to say, "I'm happy here with you."
Hero turns to look at you, and his smile softens even more. "Are you okay? Are you getting bored?"
You shake your head, with that look that melts even the butter in its pan. "I'm fine. I like watching you cook. I likeโ€ฆ being around you."
He stills. As if your sweetness has paused him for a second. "โ€ฆYou have a way of saying things," he murmurs, "that makes everything feel moreโ€ฆ warm."
You shrug, playing with the napkin in your lap. "You're just warm. I want you to always know that."
And then, without much thought, he pushes a spoonful of raw dough towards you."Want to try? It's made with extra love."
You take it. It's delicious. But even more delicious is the slight blush that appears on his cheeks when you say, "It tastes like you."
Hero places the bowl on the table, slowly, as if he needs a moment to process what he just heard. And then he laughs, softly. He strokes your hair with his soft fingers and places a quick kiss on your forehead. "Thank you for making this houseโ€ฆ feel like home again."
You smile. Because you don't need much more. Just to be with him, and continue finding bits of love between spoonfuls of dough and cups of tea.
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โšพ AUBREY โšพ
Aubrey isn't one to let people in. She has a giant, invisible sign that says "No Trespassing," and a pink bat to reinforce it. But with youโ€ฆ with you, it's different.
She lets you in her room. With her. In silence.
You're sitting on her bed, surrounded by worn but cuddly stuffed animals, and you're sewing the floppy ear on her old stuffed bunny. She's sitting next to you, biting the sleeve of her jacket as if forcing herself not to say anything.
"Why are you so nice to me?" she asks suddenly, without looking at you.
You blink.
"Huh?"
"It's justโ€ฆ I'm rude, I get angry easily, I say mean things." She grimaces, lowering her gaze. "But youโ€ฆ you make me heart-shaped cookies. You hug me like you're not scared of me. You look at me likeโ€ฆ like I'm worth something."
You finish sewing the ear and give her the stuffed animal with a soft smile.
"You're worth something, Aubrey. You're worth so much. And if you don't see it, I'm going to stay here to remind you until you believe it."
She looks at you. Suddenly. As if she doesn't know what to do with something so pure.
And then she does what she does best when she's speechless: She hugs you. Tight. Awkward. As if she's afraid you'll fall apart in her arms. She buries her face in your neck and murmurs:
"Promise me you won't leave."
You don't doubt it for a second.
"I'm not leaving, Aubrey. Even if you take out the bat." She laughs, choked with tears. She squeezes you tighter."You're too good for me, silly."
And you just hug her, even tighter, knowing that in that moment, she's letting you into her heart. Where very, very few people have been.
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bookiezzz ยท 9 months ago
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FOR THRICE I HATH RETURNEDโ—๏ธโ—๏ธ Hope you're doing good :3 for this request, I wanted to see if I could get some Headcanon's of OMORI's Kel, Undertale's Asriel (in young adult years if you don't mind writing him as if the buttercup tragedy didn't happen), & Dungeon Meshi's Laois with a younger brother reader! My thoughts were that reader's been getting very invested & skilled at painting recently, & he's made a spectacular portrait of his brother that's incredibly shy to show to him.
a/n: of course! im sorry this is so late, its been a super rough week for me, but i hope you enjoy!
Kel, Asriel and Laois with a younger brother reader
(who is particularly into painting!)
Kel
โ€” Kel is like the #1 funnest older brother ever real
โ€” He would love to hear youโ€™re getting into painting and art! He would paint and draw with you, and always ask about it.. heโ€™s pretty involved with all your activities.
โ€” Always asking โ€œany new paintings? any new drawingsโ€, and always responds so positively to them, he truly loves them!
โ€” heโ€™ll compliment you on them and then give you a big hug !
โ€” He would also encourage Sally and Hero to look at them as well :)
โ€” So when you come to Kel, saying that you made a painting of him, he gets WILDLY ecstatic.
โ€” in all honesty he would probably cry happy tears, so happy that you like him THAT much that you would paint him.
โ€” But when he sees youโ€™re a bit shy to show him, heโ€™ll put his hand on your shoulder and tell you that he always loves your art! Youโ€™re so good at it!! and then you, cautiously, show him your painting of him.
โ€” He smiles ear to ear and hugs you, just repeating thank you, and how good it is, and how he loves it <3
โ€” If you let him, Kel would absolutely, 100000% hang it up in his room.
โ€” He really loves this hobby and all of your paintings, and your talent!
Asriel
โ€” im going to go a bit deltarune-esque on this one lmao
โ€” Asriel is in college, but he still comes home very often to see you, his little brother, and Toriel <3
โ€” He loves his family and doesnโ€™t really like going long periods of time without seeing you both.
โ€” So one day, he comes home and learns youโ€™re into painting, when you excitedly show him a painting youโ€™re working on in the common room!
โ€” He laughs and smiles, saying it looks great. He never really knew you were that into painting; though you were always artsy.
โ€” Asriel asks if you have any more paintings, and you take his hand, bringing him to your room to show him multiple paintings!
โ€” he loves them, and heโ€™ll talk to Toriel about them too!
โ€” The next time Asriel comes home, you hug him and tell him you have a little surprise for him.
โ€” you painted him! you just hoped heโ€™d like it, as you worked really hard. Nonetheless, you were super nervous, trembling as you led your older brother to your room to show him.
โ€” He just puts an arm around you, kneeling down, and telling you that heโ€™s so excited, and thatโ€™sโ€ฆ weirdly soothing?
โ€” You open your door and show him the amazing portrait, sitting on an easel.
โ€” He gasps and blinks, a smile creeping onto his face as he kneels down to look at it intently.
โ€” Youโ€™re watching nervously as he just looks all around itโ€ฆ
โ€” he suddenly turns around and hugs you tightly! โ€œThank you.. I love this. This is a great way to come home!โ€ Asriel whispers into your ear. You smile and hug tighter. โ€œPlease keep painting.โ€
Laios
โ€” autism brother
โ€” Laios is literally bouncing off the walls when you tell him youโ€™re into painting. Heโ€™s super mega uber x100 excited.
โ€” โ€œTHATS SOOOOO COOLโ€
โ€” He would marvel over your paintings like no other, just admiring them!
โ€” For the next few weeks, youโ€™re working on a particular painting, and are very strict when you say Laois CANโ€™T see.
โ€” Heโ€™ll just say, โ€œOkayโ€ฆโ€
โ€” Until one day, you nervously blindfold him and take his hand into your room. Youโ€™re very nervous, but Laiosโ€™s goofy smile and excited laughs put you much more at ease.
โ€” โ€œ1,2,3..โ€ you untie the blindfold and Laios squeals and smiles, rushing over to the painting of him, in his armor.
โ€” He starts talking about how much he loves it, straight up ranting, he says he loves you, and hugs you, multiple times!
โ€” Heโ€™d show Falin and would be shaking her, saying: โ€œTHATโ€™S ME!!! ME!!!โ€
โ€” he loves your paintings and you <3
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ms-player ยท 4 months ago
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โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š๐š—'๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐šž๐š—๐š๐š’๐š• ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐š’ ๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š’๐š ๐šž๐š™.
โ€ข๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข'๐š•๐š• ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š•/๐šŠ๐šœ๐š” ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šข ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŒ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šข ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐š‘๐šข ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐šœ/๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š‘๐š’๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐šก๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šž๐šœ๐š‘ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šŠ๐š—๐šข๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š’๐š ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐š” ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šœ๐š–๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐šž๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š• ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž.
๐Š๐ž๐ฅ
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š๐š—'๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š› ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ย ๐š—๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š.
โ€ข๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜ ๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐šœ ๐š˜๐š› ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐šœ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š” ๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š.
โ€ข๐™ป๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š! *๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š* ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ณ๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ: ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š/๐šŒ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š
โ€ข๐š‚๐š๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐š•๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ'๐šœ: ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š!
โ€ข๐™ธ๐š ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š
๐€๐ฎ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐ฒ
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐š๐šข ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šข
โ€ข๐™ต๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š’๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐š˜๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐š๐š˜ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š’๐š— ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐™ผ๐š›. ๐™ด๐š๐š๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š.
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š” ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐š’ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŸ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ, ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š, ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐™ป๐™พ๐šƒ ๐š˜๐š ๐š™๐š‘๐šข๐šœ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š• ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•: ๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š– ๐š‘๐šž๐š๐šœ, ๐š—๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š˜๐š™๐šœ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— '๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐š˜๐š—๐š’๐šŒ' ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐š๐š’๐š—๐š.
โ€ข๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐š’ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŽ ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›.
โ€ข๐™พ๐š› ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŽ๐š–๐š‹๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ, ๐š’๐š'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘.
๐‡๐ž๐ซ๐จ
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š'๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š•๐šœ ๐š–๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข .
โ€ข๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š/๐š‹๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ, ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šœ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š’๐š— ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š’๐š— ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š.
โ€ข๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐š’ ๐š˜๐š› ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š๐š•๐šž๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜ ๐š’๐š— ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š—๐šœ๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ธ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–, ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š™๐š‘๐šข๐šœ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š• ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—, ๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š—๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š‘๐š’๐š–, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šž๐š™๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š•๐šž๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐š™๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š•๐š’๐š›๐š ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š.
โ€ข๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐š˜ ๐š’๐š, ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜.๐šŽ๐šก๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š™ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข.
๐๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ
โ€ข๐™ฟ๐š˜๐š˜๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐šข ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šœ ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šœ ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šƒ๐šž๐š•๐š’๐š™๐šœ, ๐™ป๐š’๐š•๐šข'๐šœ, ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š‹๐šข'๐šœ-๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š˜๐š๐š’๐š•๐šœ ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š›๐šŽ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š› ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ
โ€ข๐š‘๐šŒ: ๐™ธ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š” ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šœ ๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š–๐š’๐š•๐šŠ๐š›.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐š‹๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š• ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šž๐š™ ๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š•๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐š‘/๐š“๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐š–๐š‹๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š•๐šž๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š’๐š•๐šข ๐š’๐š'๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šข.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š™๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šฃ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š˜.
โ€ข๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐šœ ๐šœ๐š‘๐šข ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š’๐š•๐šข ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š๐š—๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ.
๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ข
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ. ๐™ต๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐š.
โ€ข๐™ณ๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š™๐š’๐šŒ๐š—๐š’๐šŒ๐šœ, ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐šœ๐š’๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šก๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š’๐šœ, ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š™๐šž๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š™ ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—'๐š ๐š˜๐š”๐šŠ๐šข ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š’๐š, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šž๐š—๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐šข ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐š— ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š˜๐šœ!
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š–๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š’๐š— ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐š‘/๐š“๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐šŠ๐š—๐šข ๐šŠ๐š๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ.
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐šœ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šž๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐šž๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š•๐šข.
๐‘๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐
๐’๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ
โ€ข๐™ณ๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š
โ€ข๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š” ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šข ๐š™๐šŽ๐š˜๐š™๐š•๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š” ๐š‘๐š’๐š–.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šœ๐š—'๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šž๐šœ๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š— ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐š™๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š—๐šก๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š๐š—'๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐šข ๐š‹๐šข ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š˜๐šž๐š๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š’๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘.
๐Š๐ž๐ฅ
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š”๐šœ ๐š’๐š'๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š›๐š–๐šŠ๐š•
โ€ข๐™ธ๐š'๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š›๐š–๐šŠ๐š• ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ, ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š?
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŽ๐š  ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š” ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ๐š—'๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š›๐šŽ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐šŠ *๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข* ๐šŒ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ!
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ ๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š, ๐š–๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š? ๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š™๐š‘๐šข๐šœ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š  ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š’๐š.
๐€๐ฎ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐ฒ
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šœ ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐šข๐šœ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–.
โ€ข๐š†๐š‘๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ? ๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ๐š—'๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š™๐šŽ๐š˜๐š™๐š•๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š”, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š. ๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š“๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐š๐šข ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ธ๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐™พ๐™พ๐™ป๐™ธ๐™ถ๐™ฐ๐™ฝ๐š‚ ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š๐šŽ๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ, ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐šž๐š™.
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š'๐šœ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š—๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š›.ย 
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โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š๐š—'๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š” ๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐š’, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š๐š—'๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐š˜๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™๐š•๐šข ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š
โ€ข๐š‚๐š˜, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐šž๐š•๐šŠ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šž๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐šž๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š•, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š™๐šŠ๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐šž๐šข ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šœ๐š”๐š’๐š™ ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž! ๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š'๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŽ๐šก๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š.
โ€ข๐™ธ๐š ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š.
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โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š’๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šž๐šœ๐š‘.
โ€ข๐™ฟ๐š˜๐š˜๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐šข ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐š— ๐š—๐šŽ๐š›๐šŸ๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐šก๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐š™๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šž๐š™๐š™๐š•๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š› ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š ๐š’๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŠ๐š‹๐šœ๐š˜๐š•๐šž๐š๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š‹๐š•๐šž๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐š  ๐š’๐š— ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š—, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šœ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–. ๐š†๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š•๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š’๐š๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.
โ€ข๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘, ๐š’๐š'๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š.
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emma045 ยท 9 months ago
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Y/N: Damn, the power went out. Kel: Donโ€™t worry, I got this! *shakes rapidly and starts to light up* Y/N: What-? Kel: I swallowed a glow stick! Y/N *on the verge of tears*: WHY WOULD YOU-
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strawbxrryanime ยท 1 year ago
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Yandere Kel Won't Let You Escape - yandere!kel (omori) x reader
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"I love you so so much... SO SO MUCH!" Kel cries out, he cries out that he's suffocating. Suffocating with his love for you, his burning heart for you. After making you drink a special OJ from him while you were trying to leave his house in the night, you quickly started to fall asleep and you are now tied down to his bed frame.
Kel is sweating, panting. He's panting in the presence of you, the thoughts of him preserving you forever made him go crazy, butterflies are in his stomach. Kel takes a deep breath as he shakes. "I'm going to go get some fresh air..." Kel stood up, only for him to turn back at you, you stopped struggling. "You want anything?"
You nod your head no as Kel walked away from the room, there you had the perfect opportunity. Those photos, those photos on the walls of just you and Kel were haunting memories, tainted with evil by how Kel has locked you into his own personal domain, to keep you away forever, they were haunting reminders of his obsession for you. Each photo resembling a different story, a story that Kel mistook for true love and obsession.
You maneuver your way to cut the ropes off however, and you drop to the ground after being in the bed for a while. You stumble across the walls, heading to the exit bedroom door. Seeing all these items, guitar, everything. But one thing stood out the most, a whole shrine of you.
Kel has been watching you this whole time, his energetic and friendly demeanor just covers up the sinister factor that heโ€™s been watching you for over a year. You slowly gasp at the news. You run up the hallways.
โ€œY/N?โ€ Kel called out, you slowly froze and stood to turn, that kitchen table with the glass of tampered OJ you just drank, right behind it, lied an obsessive Kel. Shaking. โ€œWhat are you doing?โ€ Kel shakily questioned you, he seemed unhinged. You slowly back away as you try to stay away from the exit door, not pushing anything else further.
You explained that you just needed some fresh air, and that you werenโ€™t planning on leaving him. This only made Kel more questioning, the fury growing inside of him. โ€œThenโ€ฆ how did you manage to get out of the tight ropes? I tied it extra tight just for you! H-howโ€ฆ did youโ€ฆโ€ Kel questioned himself, was he not doing anything right to keep you safe?
You slowly backed out as soon as Kel kept thinking, muttering to himself that heโ€™ll protect you and how much he loves you. The photos on the wall depicting just that, as true obsession grows over Kel. โ€œYou sure you donโ€™t want to talk this out of a burger?โ€ Kel asks, as you back away just a little. You knew his shenanigans, you knew how he tampered with that glass of OJ that led you into this mess.
You explain that you donโ€™t want to talk this over a burger. Rather, you just couldnโ€™t trust him anymore with food or drinks. โ€œW-why?โ€ Kel asks, you kept explaining. โ€œI thought we were having a nice sleepover Y/Nโ€ฆ a long-lasting one.โ€ Kel frowned and looked down. He grabbed the basketball he picked from the ground. โ€œI want to play basketball with you, I want to be with you, I want to protect you, I WANT TO KEEP YOU SAFE!โ€ Kel yelled out.
Kel dropped the basketball, bouncing for a mere 12 times on the ground as each time it hit, Kel looks at you with those eyes, those pleading eyes but at the same time, those eyes picture more of a sinister look. If Kel canโ€™t have you, nobody else can, and heโ€™ll do whatever it takes. Snatch you with his own bare hands, suffocate you with his embrace and warmth to make sure you wonโ€™t feel outed.
โ€œY/N, you canโ€™t go out.โ€ Kel said bluntly, you tried to back away even more from him, but Kel stood up from his seat and took a step further. โ€œRemember that timeโ€ฆ when you had a gaping wound in your leg?โ€ Kel made you remember that same exact memory. โ€œYou asked me to help you with the pain, it gave me a sense that.. y-you wanted me to keep you safe. You wanted me to take you away from this miseryโ€ฆ and Basil would take a bunch of photos of it remember? How Iโ€™d hug you and try to heal your legโ€ฆโ€ Kel recounts these memories, these memories hung up on the walls.
โ€œIt meant that you wanted to seal a bond with me, right?โ€ Kel said, he was shakily breathing. Almost zombie-like, he needed to protect you, he needed to be with you. โ€œIโ€ฆ I canโ€™t live without you Y/Nโ€ฆโ€ Kel pleaded, as he slowly takes a step further and further towards you. Almost reaching out his hands towards you. As you slowly back away. โ€œWhy are you trying to hide from me?โ€ Kel started to smile, his smirk turned into psychotic laughter and smiles. His eyes, sinisterly dark. โ€œIโ€™M THE ONE KEEPING YOU SAFE!โ€
You started to dash for the exit door, just for Kel to catch up to you and outrun you, pushing you to the ground missing the exit door completely, as Kel chased right after you. You began to dash through the halls, managing to find the staircase as you climb up. Kel chased right after you, dragging you down by the leg. As you try your best to kick him away. โ€œY/N! STOP PLAYING RIGHT NOW!โ€ Kel psychotically yelled out. Now, that sweet energetic boy that you once knew is an obsessed psychotic delusional person who craves you and only you.
Kel giggles as you kick him down, he thinks this is a fun hide-and-seek tag game, isnโ€™t it? You kept running down the hallway, stumbling and scared for your life. Kel came down shortly after. โ€œY/N! TIME OUT!โ€ Kel yelled out as he whined, you quickly hid nearby on the side of your bed, in front of a window that you could use to climb down.
Since Kel was incredibly athletic, he could take you down in a single maneuver, so you tried your very best to stay silent. Kel doesnโ€™t even notice your raggedy breathing as you see his feet pattering against the carpet floor. โ€œY/N?โ€ Kel searched frantically everywhere for you, you can even hear the sound of his electric guitar twanging as it hit the ground. Leading Kel to groan in a bored way.
โ€œIโ€™M DONE PLAYING THIS GAME WITH YOU Y/N!โ€ Kel yelled out, as you slowly try to open the window, it couldnโ€™t budge. โ€œI wrote the investigators a message, pretty sure theyโ€™d be nice to stop trying to look for youโ€ฆโ€ Kel muttered out, you keep trying to budge the window open. Kel kept groaning for you to come by. โ€œIโ€™ll tear off all your limbs Y/Nโ€ฆ if that means you couldnโ€™t leave.. heheh..โ€ Kel chuckled, he was going crazy now. What seemed to be a cool, energetic person sinisterly turns the pages into an obsessed maniac, waiting to attack.
You kept cranking the window to make it budge, but it couldnโ€™t. โ€œY/N?โ€ Kel questioned, he hasnโ€™t checked the bedroom yet. As you kept trying to budge the window, you decided to smash it instead but the windows still wont budge. What the fuck is this window even made out of? As you kept trying your hardest you hear a loud creak which startled you and made you look back. Untilโ€ฆ a short while of silence.
โ€œY/N..โ€ Kel whispered as he maniacally chuckled. You look down at your foot, hands were emerging from under the bed as you screamed, your legs were dragged underneath the bed as you try to get a grip but couldnโ€™t. Kel kept covering your mouth as he holds you down on top of you.
โ€œShhhโ€ฆ shhhโ€ฆโ€ Kel smirked, the darkness was enveloping him.. the whole entire sight was just dark underneath the bed. โ€œI love you so much Y/Nโ€ฆ how could you even try to escape me? Why would you escape the one whoโ€™ll keep you safe? The one whoโ€™ll love you!?โ€ฆ I guess I might have to punish you to stop you from leavingโ€ฆโ€ Kel muttered, the word โ€œpunishโ€ makes you struggle, your eyes widened. As you kept struggling Kel kept shushing you and putting you down like a rabid dog.
Kel slowly smirks yet again. โ€œAll the ways I could make you screamโ€ฆโ€ Kel chuckled, all the different ways. โ€œMaybe if you werenโ€™t so naive to escape, then this wouldnโ€™t have happened. Either way, I wonโ€™t let you outsideโ€ฆ not ever.โ€ Kel kept laughing psychotically, impulsive thoughts are roaming around the room in his head. Kel puts in more pressure to your mouth, this time putting both hands in your mouth, intoxicating your nose with the smell of orange juice and obsession.
His body pressed more into you while on top, making you unable to move or shimmy out the way. Kel laughs hearing your grunts and begs, pleading to let yourself out was like ear candy for Kel. โ€œAwwww, shhhโ€ฆ itโ€™s okay. Weโ€™re just having fun are we?โ€ Kel chuckled yet again, smirking at you as his pressure starts pushing more and more, leading you to feeling unconscious and bound to faint. He pushes down more on you making you groan helplessly as he kept pushing down slowly but surely to make you faint.
โ€œThey donโ€™t love you like I do Y/N, so why would you try to escape me?โ€ฆ Now, I really wonder what limb should I try first?โ€
You hear another chuckle, and gone. Gone you were. Waiting to be awoken again.
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thequietkid-moonie ยท 15 days ago
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"This cannot get worst" "Nonsense!"
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Aubrey
WHY? Why you two just can't stay out of troubles?? Why!? You really are-- yes, she accepts her blame into this, she was the one goofing around with you after all, but she doesn't want unecesary problems, you know? WAIT! DON'T YOU DARE MAKE THINGS WORST! Fine! If you aren't going to hear her words then maybe you have to talk with her bat
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Sunny
That was fun... altought, he prefers less caotic fun, you know, fun where non of you get the risk to get hurt or hurt anyone else, but he had a lot of fun! He really likes spending time with you... what? Make things worst funnier? Hm... N-No, he is not scared... well, if you really still have energy to keep playing lets do it!
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Kel
Haha! Definetly that was really funny! Lets just-- wait! Did you two caused THAT MESS? This is bad, we should start cleaning before someone finds out-- wait! Please stop! He doesn't want to get in troubles! No ~ please don't try to convince him to keep goofing around ~ you know he doesn't have the will power to say no...
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Basil
Do you want to give him a heart attack? Because if you do you are going to achive it! Its just that... he likes spending time with you, he really do! But could you two please do something less caotic and reckless? Please? WAIT! Don't dragg him into that mess! He knows you can make things funnier but please don't--
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Mari
Well, that was fun! She will give you that! She can't even stop laughing yet, but now is time to calm down and clean up he mess-- wait wait!! What are you doing? You can't just- No! The excuse o making things funnier won't work... or, well, at least not this time, is her turn to be the responsible adult in this relasionship, you know?
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Hero
Well, he can't say that he didn't had fun... although, he prefers if you two do something less caotic, he doesn't want you two to get injured... or in troubles.. alright, time to calm down and clean the mess-- wait wait! If you do that you may get injured!
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snailsbigrace ยท 2 years ago
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He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
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A/N: Angst, sweet, sweet, angst. How fun. Basically don't read this one if you don't like kinda sad stuff.
Pairing: KEL x Gn! Reader
Warnings: None!
Genre: Angst
Summary: You go to a party because you hear that a good friend of yours is going to be there, you find out something you really didn't want to find out. At least you're taking it well?
Word Count: 2.4k
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Rain poured down, the cool night air brushing against your skin violently. You werenโ€™t in much, at least, not enough for the current weather. Hell, you werenโ€™t even wearing shoes, you were in soggy socks. You hadnโ€™t been bothered to prepare yourself, you just needed to get out of the house. So you did, not caring about how you shivered in the cold.ย 
There had been a graduation party at your friend's house, you werenโ€™t going to go, not until you heard that one of your best friends, Kel, was going to be there. Parties were always fun when Kel was there, though he usually didnโ€™t get to go because his parents didnโ€™t let him. But for once they made an exception and let him join a party, you were positive he was probably begging them to let him go and they eventually agreed or that he had simply snuck out. Kel was definitely your typical high school student, always wanting to party and go out with his friends at every given moment, it doesnโ€™t help that heโ€™s so popular. Heโ€™s good at sports, gets along with people easily, heโ€™s loyal to his friends, and heโ€™s brothers with Hero who is known by everyone, their parents, and even grandparents. Kel comes from a definitely more well off family as well, in conclusion heโ€™s a fun guy to be around and heโ€™s definitely well known around Faraway Town. So when you heard he was going, how could you not?
When you got there you immediately noticed the rowdy man, causing problems as per usual. He was being obnoxiously loud and bugging basically everyone that was in his sight, though it didnโ€™t seem like they minded all too much. That was the thing about Kel, sure he was annoying but his positive attitude and just how fun he was made up for it, and youโ€™re pretty sure that everyone agreed with that. It did look like there were some people who were starting to get just slightly fed up with Kel, such as the delinquent Aubrey and her โ€˜gangโ€™. But they just seemed to mind their own business, letting Kel have his fun.ย 
It didnโ€™t take long before he noticed you, giving you the biggest smile you had ever seen in your life. He ran over, without a second thought, quickly engulfing you in a big hug, he once again surprises you with his strength like he always does by lifting you off the ground, but he only lifts you off the ground slightly, not wanting to cause you panic from the sudden action. Your face goes just a little red, he seemed to be in a good mood, but then again when was he not? You attempted to return the sweet gesture by wrapping your arms around him but it was a little hard, he was squeezing the life out of you making it damn near impossible to move at all, you werenโ€™t even sure how you were breathing at the moment. He eventually put you down but kept his hug a little longer before letting go of you much to your dismay.ย 
โ€œY/N! I didnโ€™t know you were gonna be here! Wowie, thatโ€™s so exciting! Why didnโ€™t yaโ€™ tell me?โ€ He tilted his head to the side, almost like a dog would when confused, it was cute. You were told he tried to act like his dog Hector when he was younger, so maybe some of those learned traits never went away.
โ€œWell I wasnโ€™t sure if I would actually show up, but I did! Thatโ€™s all that matters right?โ€ You decided to mimic the action, tilting your head to the side as well. You giggled slightly when Kel gave you a lost look, not exactly understanding why you did that. He didnโ€™t even seem to realise that he had been doing that as well and was still currently doing it. Your giggling didnโ€™t help as it only made him even more lost. But he enjoyed hearing you giggle, so he played along, laughing as if he understood what you were giggling at. He knew it was something he had done and thatโ€™s all he really needed to know. Even though his laugh started as a fake, confused one, eventually it turned real. He lightly punched your shoulder once he finally started to calm down.ย 
โ€œHeh! Yeah! I guess so huh? Thatโ€™s pretty rad though! Actually hey, I had an idea and you seem like youโ€™d have great input!โ€ He beamed. He was clearly looking forward to your answer.
โ€œOh yeah? Well hit me with it!โ€
โ€œOkay, so, clearly all the ladies and even some of the men here want to see more of me right?โ€ He put his hand on his chest in a dramatic overly confident way. You snort but decide to play along with him and his already stupid sounding idea.ย 
โ€œOooooh yeah, trust me I know. Personally, I would love to see more of Kelsey.โ€ You swear you could see his face go slightly pink for a moment and his expression drop into a more shy look, which is a look that he had never had on his face before. But you mustโ€™ve been seeing things because his expression went back to normal immediately. Kel gives you a smile full of pride.
โ€œSee! The people want me! So my idea is that I can let them hear my lovely singing voice!โ€ His movements are exaggerated and even still itโ€™s hard for you to tell whether heโ€™s joking or not. Either way you know you shouldnโ€™t encourage it.
โ€œKel, listen, I would never encourage you to give up on something thatโ€™s special to you and that youโ€™re passionate about, but come on, even you know better. I think everyone here likes to hear you talk but if Iโ€™m being honest your singing voice is not as nice as your normal talking voice, everyone here would fall to the floor dead if you started to sing.โ€ Kel faked a pout, crossing his arms looking down to the floor, slowly shaking his head. You chuckle and put a hand on his shoulder, just barely able to do so. You seem like a parent who just had a serious talk with their kid and is now trying to comfort them afterwards. โ€œIโ€™m not telling you this because I want to be mean, Iโ€™m telling you this so that you donโ€™t embarrass yourself.โ€
โ€œSo you say.โ€ Kel scoffs out, giving you an exaggerated suspicious look. You fake a sad look.
โ€œAlso me and your fatherโ€ฆ Weโ€™ve had our run Kel. Iโ€™m sorry but weโ€™re-โ€
โ€œNo need to tell me I already know.โ€ He copies your expression, but the dramatic lore you two had just come up with was interrupted by someone calling out to Kel, asking him to go over to them for a moment. Kel gives you a smile, patting you on the shoulder. โ€œSeems like Iโ€™m needed, thanks for your advice Y/N! Even if youโ€™re wrong. Catch you later!โ€ You scoff at his comment but watch as he runs off to meet with whoever called him.
Most of the night was great! Even though parties were sometimes awkward it wasnโ€™t this time, because Kel was there. Even though he was with his other, closer friends most of the night you still bumped into him from time to time. Heโ€™d give a smile or continue the previous conversation you had by asking questions like โ€œWill you and dad still talk?โ€ or โ€œDo I still get to see dad sometimes?โ€ Youโ€™d give him a short response and go your separate ways once more but would inevitably bump into each other again. The night seemed to be going well. Or it was going well, but then you saw Kel, he was talking to someone which wasnโ€™t unusual, he talked to everyone. But this time it was different, no one could miss the way he blushed, or the shy look he gave them. The same one he gave you earlier, which also confirmed that it was a look he had given you, but this time it was consistently on his face. Of course you didnโ€™t want to believe he had feelings for someone that wasnโ€™t you but after the conversation had finished between him and that person you overheard him talking to his friends. They were teasing him about liking that person, he tried to shoo them off, and told them to shut up, even attempting to lightly hit them which only earned laughs from his friends.
The rest of the time you spent in that party was painful, Kel had tried to joke around with you some more when he passed you, just as you two had done before, you did your best to respond and Kel being Kel didnโ€™t even notice that you seemed upset. He took the response you gave him and happily went off somewhere else while you stood there, completely still and silent. It wasnโ€™t until Kel got up onto a table and got everyone to look at him and stop the music did you hope that the night would get better. But it only got much worse.ย 
He started to sing, which you had recommended he didnโ€™t do but it seemed like he didnโ€™t really care all that much about what you said. You didnโ€™t really mind, you got a good laugh out of it at first along with everyone else, but suddenly, just as the night seemed to start getting better the lyrics registered in your head, it was a love song and as he continued to sing he dramatically held out his hand to that person he had been talking to before, he looked like he was trying to poke fun at movies for doing the same thing but with the evidence that suggested he had a crush on that person you knew it was also his way of trying to give them a hint. You stood there unmoving once again, the feeling of tears welling up in your eyes, you were quick to wipe them away though. You didnโ€™t want to be there anymore, you needed to get out of there before someone noticed you were upset, and so you left, and nobody noticed, all too focused on Kelโ€™s act.
This led to now, you were running in the rain, in soggy socks because you had left your shoes and everything else that you used to keep you warm at the house, youโ€™d have to get it tomorrow. Tears were beginning to form and fall but you couldnโ€™t really tell since they were mixed with the rain. You didnโ€™t even know where you were running, you knew you had some idea in your head as you were clearly going somewhere but you didnโ€™t know where specifically, but you trusted yourself enough to know that it wasnโ€™t someplace you would regret going. Soon enough you found yourself outside your house, your body had brought you home.ย 
You were quick to go inside and head to your bedroom, avoiding anyone who might notice that you were upset and in soggy socks. You sat on the floor, too unmotivated to move from the spot and too busy trying to calm yourself down. It wasnโ€™t that big of a deal, at least it shouldnโ€™t have been, so why was it? Sure you had a little crush but why was it now feeling like a breakup? It wasnโ€™t that! You had liked Kel a lot more than you thought you did. You werenโ€™t mad, that was a good thing, not at Kel, not at that other person, not at yourself. Not anyone, and at least the warmth of your home was bringing you some comfort, it was definitely better than outside.
After a moment of sitting there, calming yourself down enough to function, you decided to take a much needed bath and head to bed early. You couldnโ€™t be bothered to stay awake, not while knowing that you could get riled up again. But as you were preparing to head off to bed you noticed a flower, one that you had picked from the ground earlier that day, and decided to give yourself one last chance with Kel and it all depended on this flower. You sat down on the floor once more with the flower in hand and pulled a petal off.
He loves me
You pulled another off.
He loves me not
And again.
He loves me
Why were you trying so hard?
He loves me not
It wasnโ€™t that big of a deal.
He loves me
He was happy.
He loves me not
Thatโ€™s all that mattered wasnโ€™t it.
He loves me
You should just let him be happy.
He loves me not
You two could stay friends still.
He loves me
But could you really be happy when around him knowing that he loves someone who isnโ€™t you?
He loves me not
Just stop worrying about it.
He loves me
Just close your eyes and move on.
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
You pause, taking one deep breath before opening your eyes, you sigh. You had done this in one last ditch effort to convince yourself that maybe you still had a chance with Kel but it seems that the world was just going to give it to you straight out, no games. There was still one last petal, and that only meant one thing. Though you donโ€™t want to, you grab it and without thinking very quickly pluck it off.
โ€œHe loves me not.โ€ You stare at the petals all over your floor. You supposed that this was just an extra confirmation that Kel was not interested. Thatโ€™s just how it was, thereโ€™s not much you can do about that. It still upsets you because you had only just found out that Kel had liked someone else, but knowing that Kel would be happy and be with who he wants to be with is enough to give you the motivation to stand up and head to bed. One day you would find someone who loves you, youโ€™d just have to wait until you find them, even if theyโ€™re not Kel. Surely this just meant that someone else was interested right? You were sure of it. So trying to not think too much about the awkward conversations that will happen tomorrow, you slowly drift off into sleep, praying that anyone, especially Kel, wouldnโ€™t question why you had suddenly disappeared from the party.
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Thanks for reading! <3
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br0-k3n-sch00lb01 ยท 1 year ago
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kel x reader he
okidoke!!
Promise - A KEL X READER fanfic !!
Itโ€™s early in the morning, and youโ€™re lying in your bed. Sunlight shines through your window. Itโ€™s been about two years since you moved here to Faraway. Suddenly, the doorbell rings. Whatโ€ฆ? Who would be at your house this early?
You hastily throw on a robe and walk downstairs. You open the door.
โ€œHey, Y/N!!โ€
Youโ€™re startled to see your friend Kel on your front porch. His skin looks golden in the light, his beaming face framed by dark brown hair. โ€Oh! Good morning, Kel!โ€ You say. โ€œWhatcha here for?โ€
Kel grins.
โ€œI know you donโ€™t hang out with anyone as much anymore since the incident with Aubrey. But I wanted to know if you would come hang out with me? Yโ€™knowโ€ฆ your best pal?โ€
โ€œโ€ฆโ€
Youโ€™re stunned into silence, and then,
โ€œIโ€™d- iโ€™d like that, actually! Lemme go get dressed real quick!โ€
You beckon him inside, close the front door, and run back upstairs to your room. You throw on a Zelda t-shirt and some black shorts overalls. Brush your hair, teeth, and put on some yellow socks and a pair of white Converse hightops. You run back downstairs.
โ€œYou all ready, Y/N? I figured we could play a round of basketball together!โ€
โ€œHuh? Oh, yeah, iโ€™d be up for that. Letโ€™s go!โ€
You exit the house, Kel walking next to you.
About halfway to the park, he grabs your hand and holds it as he skips along.
A-
A perfectly normal, platonic, friendly thing to do, right?
โ€ฆRightโ€ฆ?
You reach the basketball court at the park. After a few rounds, a loud voice interrupts your game.
โ€œY/N! Been a while, huh? Were you being a scaredy cat and hid away in your house so you wouldnโ€™t get beat up by me?โ€
Kel frowns. You turn around to see Aubrey, wielding her bat. โ€œNo, Aubrey, thatโ€™s not what I was doing. My parents didnโ€™t want me to. I would have taught you a lesson.โ€
Aubrey frowns at you.
โ€œWell, thatโ€™s okay, because I wanted to apologize. Iโ€™m sorry, I shouldnโ€™t have hit you.โ€
Youโ€™re a bit stunned for a moment, and then Kel grabs your hand again, pulling you away.
โ€œCโ€™mon, Y/N, letโ€™s go to Ginoโ€™s and get some pizza.โ€
AT GINOโ€™S
You arrive at Ginoโ€™s, the local pizza place. Kel takes you inside, orders, and sits down.
โ€œKel, whyโ€™d you do that? She apologized.โ€
โ€œYeah, iโ€™m all for being nice and forgiving and all that, butโ€ฆ this is Aubrey. Not Sunny or Hero orโ€ฆ yeah. Point being, she was lying. I could see that smirk on her face. Honestly, after last time, I just donโ€™t want anything bad happening to you. Because Iโ€ฆโ€
He pauses.
โ€œL-โ€ฆCare about you. A lot. Okay?โ€
You nod.
โ€œI care about you too. Thanks for that, Kel.โ€
(iโ€™m genuinely at a loss on how to continue this without making it too long so I hope this is enough :))
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littledollseyes ยท 2 years ago
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OMORI MASTERLIST
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sunny.
with pop star s/o
kel.
with pop star s/o
basil.
with pop star s/o
aubrey.
with pop star s/o
hero.
with kind and positive s/o
with pop star s/o
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aritsukemo ยท 1 year ago
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Hello, if requests are still open, then I would like to do just that. Can I have a request with Hero and Kel or omori gang with a reader who has abusive parents? This could be shouting, insults, beatings, pressure from grades and much more, in principle, how strong the cruelty will be is not very important to me, although I would like to at least get to small beatings, severity, insults and screams (I just have similar situation), but do it as you want. If I can't make a request like this for some reason, can I have a request also with Hero and Kel and with a reader who is overloaded with studies and activities, and later is on the verge of a breakdown or freaks out? The gender of the reader is not very important, but I would like either a GN!Reader or a Fem!Reader. I immediately apologize for any mistakes and if I somehow broke the rules, all the best to you!
Bandages and some much needed comfort | Omori
Characters: Hero and Kel
A/N: Okay. First off, I am so sorry this took so long! Second, I had a lot of trouble completing this request and since I haven't written anything Omori-related in a hot minute, I probably wrote these two out of character but I hope you don't mind. I'm not really accepting request right now but I decided to write this because I wanted to bring you comfort in your difficult times! I hope you enjoy this! :D
Warnings: Abuse is heavily implied! Reader has a vase thrown at them ( Hero ) and gets punched in the face ( Kel ) so please, if this upsets you, don't read this!
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"Well that was..interesting." Kel mumbled before letting out an awkward laugh. A mistake he realizes a bit too late as you look up at him, your face relatively stoic aside from the unshed tears that are bubbling.
"Oh, uh- ..My bad." He mumbles in a hast, forcing himself to look away from the dark spot that's slowly forming around your eye. You had been feeling down lately and Kel wanted to surprise you by visiting you. It was unfortunate that your mom had the day off today..
At first, it wasn't bad. After he introduced himself, your mom gently urged you to come downstairs. When you came down, your heart dropped to your ass when you saw your best friend at the doorโ€”Your best friend who apparently found out where you lived without your knowing.
Completely oblivious, Kel watched the whole ordeal go down. How you seemed oddly nervous as you quickly explained that he was just a friend you met at the park, how your mom practically glared at you only to look back at him and flash him a smile similar to the ones his mother would give him when she wasn't trying to look bad in front of guests, up until she told him to wait outside for you and shut the door in his face.
He waited outside for what seemed to him like forever but after a while, he heard some yelling and you had finally walked outside, your face bruised and beginning to swell.
And now he's walking with you in complete silence. Just great..
What is he supposed to do now? This silence is killing him..but how is he supposed to get rid of it? By asking questions about what happened? No, it's way too soon for that.. Should he crack a joke? Doubt you'll find anything funny right now..
..Agh, forget this. Just say something already.
"Hey, let's go to the store," Kel blurts out. You pause, your feet coming to a halt as you finally look back at him, your brows beginning to scrunch.
"Don't worry, you can wait for me outside. I just want to grab some stuff so we can bandage up your face," He pauses, "..I'm not the best when it comes to medical stuff so you might need to help me out.."
"Kel," You begin, but he's quick to interrupt you. Smiling brightly as he says, "Hey, do you think Gino's will give us a discount if you come in looking like a mummy? I know Halloween has passed but if we dress you up in a good enough costume I'm sure that pizza guy will give us something!"
You stare at him with a wide-eyed look and for a moment, Kel feared that you saw through his flimsy attempt at cheering you upโ€”or even worse, he accidentally offended you with his joke. Luckily, it seemed like neither happened, you even laughed a little.
"I don't think that'll work Kel," You say, a small grin beginning to make it's way on your face. It causes Kel's smile to widen.
"Oh come on, it's a foolproof plan! If we just wrap your entire bodyโ€”"
"I am not letting you wrap me head to toe in bandages."
"Well not with that attitude you aren't."
"Kelโ€”"
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A wince sounds, sucked in through clenched teeth as a small, burning pain sets fire to your skin. Hero's eyes momentarily break away from your arm, his eyes looking up to shoot you an apologetic glance before they quickly return to the small cuts that litter your arm.
"I'm sorry, but I have to clean them to prevent an infection.." He mumbles. His tone as soft as the clouds outside his window. Despite this, it does little to comfort you.
"I know.. It just stings a bit," You reply lowly in which Hero nods his head, now completely focused once again.
"I can't believe he did this to you," He says after a moment, his brows dipping to form a deep v, "And over something like this.. It makes me so angry.."
"It was my fault," You quickly say, "I shouldn't have left my phone unattended."
"He shouldn't have attacked you because you're living your life."
"My father wants me to focus on my grades so my scholarship doesn't go to waste. Plus he isn't fond of the idea of me getting into any kind of relationship soโ€”"
"That gives him the excuse to put his hands on you? To throw a literal vase at you?" Hero questions, his words leaving his lips like sharpened daggers, none of which were directed at you. Even so, it makes you feel awkward and you end up falling silent as a result.
"Listen, I understand that you probably think this is normal since you've dealt with his behavior for so long but this isn't normal. Constantly having to be patched up because your father can't control his anger isn't normal."
"Of course I know that!" You say, beginning to raise your voice, "I know it's not normal but what can I do, huh? I'm a broke fucking college student! Hell, I can barely afford pizza let alone my own apartment!"
"I don't know if you know this, but not everyone has a nice life filled with loving friends and family like you do, Hero! Not everyone has caring parents who'll be happy for you and'll want to provide for you like your parents have!" Slowly, Hero's eyes begin to widen. Not because of your harsh words or the mean glare that he knows isn't fully directed at him, but because of the crystal-like tears that have begun to roll down your cheeks.
"I'm sorry.." You sniffle, "I.. I'm so sorry.." You begin to curl into yourself, your tears splashing on knees, "I.. I'm just.. Iโ€”" You cut yourself off as you choke, Hero's eyes soften.
"It's okay, I know you didn't mean it," Hero murmurs, tone soft as he slowly pulls away from you, sensing how overwhelmed you are, "And I'm sorry for being so inconsiderate. You were already upset and I made it worse.."
Putting his first aid kit aside, Hero slides back to lean against the foot of his bed, pulling his knees up to his chest as he listens to your sobs in silence.
He's not used to this side of you. He's not used to you being so vulnerable around him. You had always put on such a strong front around him, always showed such a caring and sweet faรงade to him, and as nice as that was at times, he often felt as if some wall was put between you two. One that was iron solid despite being made out of cotton candy and sour gumdrops. He always felt that when it came to certain things, you always hid how you truly felt as to avoid concerning others so in a way seeing you like this, your true feelings bursting out like water flowing out of a broken dam makes him feel as happy as it does sad. ( An odd feeling seeming as his partner is having a breakdown on his bed right now )
Eventually, Hero slides up onto his bed, his fingers slowly inching towards yours, "Would you like me to hold you?' He asks, scanning your hunched over form for any sign of rejection before snaking his arms loosely around you.
"I've been thinking lately. Well, a little longer than lately actually.." Hero mutters, "What if you moved in with me? You'd still have to wait a little while since I'm not allowed to live off campus yet, but you can always visit like you've been doing."
"I'm sorry that I can't rescue you immediately but if you'll be patient, I promise it'll be worth it. I've been looking at a few apartments and found some really good ones. We can look at them together tomorrow if you'd like. Speaking of which, what do you want for breakfast tomorrow? There's not much we can make without a stove but if push comes to shove I can always get something to eat. Of course, you'll have to leave the same way you came to avoid getting caught by security.."
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blxtchx ยท 2 years ago
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hi!! (: can i request real world kel relationship hcs?? likeee things he'd do as your bf (: with a gn reader? if this is too vague i'm rly sorry!!! ty for reading!! (^-^)
Ofc! Thank you so much for requesting it's not too vague at all<3
Pairing: Kel x GN!Reader
Pronouns: They/Them, Gender-nuetral
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Kel's your bf<3
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Header by me, art is from the game<3
โ For him, it's definitely love at first sight
โ Like you meet at the park or something and his first interaction with you is just
โ "omg you're so cool i like you a lot im your golden retriever now"
โ He'd wait a while until you became really close
โ And then Kel would pretend to take you with him for an errand run or something
โ But he'd stop at the park where you met
"Hey, Y/N, why don't we take a break for a bit?" Kel offered, already pulling you towards the picnic blanket that he asked Mari to set up.
"I guess that's okay.." You said, walking with him and sitting down. "What for though?"
Kel sat in front of you and rubbed the back of his neck. "I wanted to tell you something." "Oh! Well I'm here to listen." You smiled at him and he blushed brightly.
"I like you. And I mean, I like like you..."
โ If you reject him, he'll be super upset but he won't be like, mad.
โ He'll probably talk to Sunny about it.
โ Now if you accept his feelings, he's over the moon.
โ Like boy is in a Headspace of his own now
โ Dating him for a while has MANY pros
โ you go over to his house a lot and vice versa
โ You can 100% confide in him for anything
โ Struggling with homework?
โ He's struggling with you
โ Not sure what to eat?
โ Neither is he
โ Family problems?
โ They're his problems now
โ Insecurities?
โ Too bad, They're his now too
โ He loves comic store dates
โ Definitely introduces you to Sunny and Hero
โ "Meet your brothers-in-law"
โ Loves calling you "his rock" or "jewel"
โ He has the wedding planned already.
โ Mans is downbad
โ I hc he loves rock-collecting so dates will include finding pretty rocks
โ If you two were a ship dynamic he'd probably be sun
โ Cuddles are a must, he loves it
โ He's really big on PDA at the start because he LOVES showing off his S/O like "thats right, they're mine."
โ But he stops craving it eventually
โ Like he still likes it, loves to initiate it or when you initiate it
โ He just doesn't feel the need to show you off because he already knows you're his and he's yours
โ You're probably spending the rest of your life together once you start dating, this knucklehead is gonna make sure of it
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Thank you for reading all the way through if you did, it means so much! I hope these were accurate or that you liked them<3 (I'm sorry if I didn't write enough๐Ÿฅฒโค๏ธ)
Have a fantastic day/night and I'll see you next time!
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arcreactordreams ยท 1 year ago
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hii! dunno if you accept 2 prompts at a time but i'll shoot my shot!
can i request friends to lovers (from first link) and prompt 4 and 7 with sunny from omori? thank youu!!
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' Promise you'll remember that you're mine '
Starring: Sunny | OMORI.
Sypnosis: Sunny had been realizing that real life can become a daydram simply by your presence, how is that possible?
Prompts: "The realization that the hugs they share will never be something that they can reciprocate with someone else" & "Anytime they sit next to one another, they find themselves touching. Shoulders, thighs, knees, their honestly never entirely sure how it happens but have accepted itโ€™s unavoidable."
A/N: I do not take request anymore, yet i would find intresting if you have an idea and you can share it with me. Im sorry this took so long, i have been working a lot. Im also sorry if this turns out to be kind of depressive in some parts, have in mind you will be seeing this mostly from sunny's point of view and i think it would be kind of normal that he would have this kind of thoughts, by the way this is too short and i know, sorry.
Warnings: kind of angst in some parts, very light.
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Whenever they sit next to one another, the inevitable brush of their fingertips, the undeniable caress of their shoulders, that feeling of comfort when their thighs touch, and the subtle heat that spreads through their bodies when all contact becomes inevitable, are all as familiar to them as breathing - familiar, and yet unrequited, as a soul tie - Despite the familiarity of these sensations, they remain unrequited due to fear. However, ยฟwhat exactly is fear? ยฟHow do you explain the feeling that prevents you two from reciprocating each other's embrace?
ยฟIs it his fault? ยฟIs there another factor that becomes a burden when he wants to hold you? He is at the very epitome of human feeling in this moment, he didn't feel that before; Despair and hope at the same time by the same person, yet all you make him feel is hope, in everything. Yet Omori still holds his darkest feelings, desires and thoughts.
Even if he knows that he craves a human tie he finds himself retracting in any way he can from you. ยฟwhat if he does it again? he can't stop thinking about it, but you are just so ethereal that he can't help but be drawn towards you. He is a monster, an assassin, ยฟwhat would you like about him? He loves you, and he hates himself for that. He will corrupt you one way or another, but being with you, oh what a dream when he's with you he finds himself in a fairytale, it's better than the headspace, he can breathe.
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Sunny was zoned out, but then he realizes that you were talking, he quickly apologized and asked you nicely to repeat youself as he tilted his head to the side. He was genuelly intrested in what you were saying.
"Im sorry, could you repeat that please?"
He was shaking slightly, ยฟwhat could he do now? He doesnt even know how it really began, he can't tell anything about it else than the burning feeling on his chest and the suddent need to hold you in his arms for days, than the suddent need to protect you, for Omori is a waste of time, for Sunny love is something natual and real, something you make him feel.
He loves your voice, he loves it when its dedicated to him, he loves when he is the person you are looking at, Omori said it was egoistical yet Sunny only finds comfort on the sun that reflects on your eyes, its the only way he doesnt feel the soild falling on his feet, the only way he doesn't feel lost.
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Sunny loves you, nobody is going to ever deny that, but oh how wonderfull it would be to tell you just how he loved you, if you only knew what he would do for you. He would do near everything, he just needs a chance, he doesn't ask for much, ยฟdoes he?
He is desperated, clinging to his only ray of hope: You, if you knew you would stay or you would leave? What if you leaved him, what would he do after?... No, you won't leave, he will do whatever you want if you dont leave, he will beg on his knees for you to stay if it is necessary, he won't lose you.
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i-love-yoi ยท 2 years ago
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You work too much, from which you have broken nerves and you become more nervous and scrouble. (RW Kel, RW Hero, RW Sunny, RW Basil)
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Well, summer this summer, there are no studies, so now I have to be more and faster to write.
TW: GN! Reader, Angst, actions occur after the Mari's death.
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โ€ข In general, he does not quite immediately understand what your mental health is worse, physical health is worse, and even in general, what you work too much.
โ€ข First, everything was normal, he understood what you need more space, because Kel can be very bored with his hyperactivity and attention, so he will understand what you need to rest from it.
โ€ข As if he was not sad.
โ€ข He can wait a week, the second, thinking that you just tired of it, so he is trying to do everything from all this and focus on basketball and learning, even if it's difficult.
โ€ข But then it will start to get bored and he will decide you to check.
โ€ข Here, and the cycle of eternal "Sorry, I'm busy."
โ€ข Again, at the beginning it understood this, especially when you said it calmly.
โ€ข But every time of the Kel became all obsession and obsession.
โ€ข In fact, your nerves began to take more and more.
โ€ข When you finally rinse into it, it's just worth it and silent in misunderstanding.
โ€ข That's just when you are almost with tears because of nerves and with anger in the voice will rope on it, only then he will understand the criticality of the whole situation.
โ€ข After this, the cry will try to calm you, but most likely will be worse and depressed will go home, thinking about this whole situation.
โ€ข But even without looking at it, he is still going to help you, what it would not cost it.
โ€ข He loves you, so? ...
โ€ข However, directly does not start acting.
โ€ข It will begin to act within two days or three after this quarrel, say so.
โ€ข It is unlikely that it will do everything slowly and neatly, this is the Kel, the most hyperactive from the group, it is not just that it is not true.
โ€ข He will give out you with such situations as: "You have not been fed for a long time! May you walk to the Gino's pizzeria?", "Hey! Y / N! You have a lot of food in the refrigerator!" We can walk, go, will buy? "," Listen, I need it to go to where you were, and you could go, so can you go with me? " And the like.
โ€ข And if you are to be reached, then it will be accompanied by a typical: "Oh, yes okay! Go! It will be fun! I promise!", "Yes, we are quick and there, and well, all!", "Yes, okay, will not run anywhere this work!", "Please, please, please, please!".
โ€ข Well, of course, only one thing at the case of this is not limited to.
โ€ข Kel is still a day of time a walk with you, watching you, playing with you and something to you.
โ€ข During the run, more precisely the catchyon unexpected, Kel will notice that you have become much less hardless and much less quickly, which is a little alarm it.
โ€ข Also, when he suddenly hugged you during a walk, and you shaken, he will understand what is clear with you, but not to do something, you must have been saving.
โ€ข But how? You even listen to not much and want it, I'm ate ahead of walking agreed.
โ€ข So what do I do?
โ€ข What do I do to save you?
โ€ข He does not want to lose you.
โ€ข He does not want to be alone, not just again, I ask ...
โ€ข I think soon Kel will come the idea of the head, and yet, he will continue to bring you to walks and trying to restore at least your physical health and your relationship.
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โ€ข Hero is much tossy and attentive than his younger brother Kel.
โ€ข He, of course, will immediately understand, but much faster than Kel.
โ€ข Of course, if you yourself say Hero with calmness that you need more time to your work and spaces, then Hero will do it, he will give you what you want.
โ€ข But again, long without communication with you, he will not last, because he loves you.
โ€ข Therefore, it will even try to contact you and communicate.
โ€ข But if you are all the time to say Hero about what is busy and do not have enough time, then Hero may not understand everything correctly.
โ€ข He will think that you just avoid it and communicate with him, or that's even worse, you just cooled to it and you no longer have no feels.
โ€ข From this it will have any impaired and sick feelings, as well as a bunch of terrible thoughts.
โ€ข In the end, he himself will come to you to find out everything, find out what happens to you, well, all of this all the relationship.
โ€ข The stress of work weighed on you, and many other problems were, so you can not stay in peace.
โ€ข Here you have and give the nerves, from which you with your heat quite swearing.
โ€ข Each of you stood on my opinion and dispelled with your opinion.
โ€ข After that, you just threw more duly in my studies and work, trying to qualify the feeling of guilt from your soul that so he has given a great time.
โ€ข The same story and with Hero.
โ€ข Of course, he does not immerse yourself in something that kills yourself and your relationships, but on the contrary, will begin to re-consider, to coming to one conclusion: you too earned too much.
โ€ข Unlike Kel, he will understand what is worth doing everything gently and slowly, that he does.
โ€ข First, it will just visit you, following that you do and not telling you, can talk with members of your family about you, and just communicating with them.
โ€ข After, noticing that you do not care about the gain in your home, it will start to do cleaning for you, helping you, but not yet talking.
โ€ข After, it will start to cook for you if you eat a rarely or rapidly fast food, starting a little worried about you and the straw above you, like your mother or how a restless wife over his tired and beloved husband.
โ€ข If it works, it will go out just above and further.
โ€ข But if it does not work, the throne will be instead at that stage until it is not working, and only then Hero will go to a new stage.
โ€ข But he does not surrender.
โ€ข He is not going to surrender.
โ€ข He can not lose you also as Mari lost.
โ€ข He just can not lose you.
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โ€ข Later, everyone would notice it.
โ€ข We know what after Mari's death, he became a lot of sleep and anywhere did not go out of the house?
โ€ข In fact, because of this, he would notice this is the latest.
โ€ข Although, he dies between tactful attention with attention and with sleep and loneliness.
โ€ข Well, in principle, sleep wins.
โ€ข Since you often went to it, then he will notice what you have not been called at all.
โ€ข But, he will only think that you are tired of this and just take the fact that you need a rest and space.
โ€ข And only a month or even one and a half, only then he will be aware of that is unlligneous.
โ€ข Of course, immediately he does not break off and will not be genuine.
โ€ข He will be a little later, suddenly he is mistaken in his conclusions.
โ€ข Yes, even more so, while you are in his dreams, he is not much more concerned about.
โ€ข And only later, he still decide to get out of the house to come to you in the house and everything is figured out.
โ€ข When he sees a mess and garbage in your house, he will be in a small shock that he will not show itself.
โ€ข You have followed all the time in order in the house, and now you do not have a house, but a dump is something.
โ€ข But only shrugging his shoulders, he will come to you to the room.
โ€ข Seeing what you are just busy, it will exhale, since with you, in general, everything is in order.
โ€ข He just looks for you on the bed and will be stood on you while you can not pay attention to it.
โ€ข I do not know how many hours have passed from these glueds to you, but you still pay attention to the Sunny.
โ€ข It will also be surprised at your appearance.
โ€ข Snow-white skin, scratched hair, tired and red eyes, possibly bags under the eyes and beaten lips.
โ€ข Well, not as seen you last time, and it is clearly not with such a tired voice.
โ€ข However, he does not say anything to you.
โ€ข He himself does not look better.
โ€ข The same snow-white skin and a little colorful hair.
โ€ข He will not tell you anything, only embrace, but when you are departing from the embraces that are so important to him, and say that you do not have any time, it will understand everything, well, or most of this.
โ€ข Although it may not have those thoughts that are not true.
โ€ข Why are you removing from him? Did not you shy on it? There were several months, and you react so. He missed! Why are you going to behave like that? What did he do wrong?
โ€ข Honestly, I do not think that he will take something at all.
โ€ข I think he just will again take at home, again hiding from reality in the world of dreams, where everything is fine.
โ€ข This will have its consequences.
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โ€ข He is a guy in the case of a rather alarming, especially when it concerns relations, but even more particularly when it concerns his relationship, so also loves.
โ€ข He will always cling to you, so he is the most first of the whole group understand that something is unlligent with you.
โ€ข Since it is often clinging for you, then he will the world will see your strange behavior.
โ€ข Before with all circumstances, you had time for him and your relationships, and now even the mint will not have.
โ€ข Just, you have more often began to be at home and do not go out to the street, that there is coming to visit it and help.
โ€ข You have become quite nervous and even rude.
โ€ข Oh, this is all so worried about this guy.
โ€ข It almost does not belong at night and the day of the brailive from this.
โ€ข He has so a problem there is a bunch after the incident, he and everything himself on the nerves goes and from all the rusts tremble, and then there are problems with you.
โ€ข This clearly scares it from you, but not for a long time.
โ€ข In the end, he will turn the whole will and courage in the fist and will begin to act in contrast to Sunny.
โ€ข It's pretty ... tidal, but not as much as a chate.
โ€ข He will try to draw your attention to it.
โ€ข ETL can be asked you to help with flowers, dinner or even with a grandmother.
โ€ข He certainly does not insist ... but I ask, just to pay attention to it, okay?
โ€ข In any case, he loves you.
โ€ข Do not remove it!
โ€ข Do not go away!
โ€ข Do not leave it again again!
โ€ข It can roll a strong hysterical if it needs.
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ms-player ยท 5 months ago
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๐™ท๐š˜๐š  ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐™ฑ๐š˜๐š๐š‘ ๐™ผ๐šŽ๐š: ๐™พ๐™ผ๐™พ๐š๐™ธ
๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐š๐œ๐ž:
๐™พ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐š’:ย 
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐™ฝ๐™ด๐™ธ๐™ถ๐™ท๐™ฑ๐™พ๐š๐š‚ ๐š๐™พ๐™พ๐™ผ
โ€ข๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŠ๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘, ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š•, ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šข, ๐™พ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐š’ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š†๐™ท๐™ธ๐šƒ๐™ด๐š‚๐™ฟ๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐™ด ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š›.
โ€ข๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š *๐šข๐š˜๐šž*, ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šž๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐™ฝ๐™ด๐™ธ๐™ถ๐™ท๐™ฑ๐™พ๐š๐š‚ ๐š๐™พ๐™พ๐™ผ, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŽ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šž๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š• ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š, ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐šž๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐šข๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐™ท๐™ด๐™ฐ๐™ณ๐š‚๐™ฟ๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐™ด ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–.
๐™บ๐šŽ๐š•:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ต๐™พ๐š๐™ด๐š‚๐šƒ ๐™ฟ๐™ป๐™ฐ๐šˆ๐™ถ๐š๐™พ๐š„๐™ฝ๐™ณ
โ€ข๐™ต๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™ ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—๐šœ๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š—๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š— ๐šž๐š™ ๐š‹๐šข ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž. ๐š†๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š•.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š–๐š‹๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š– ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐š—๐šŽ๐šก๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐š’๐š—.
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šž๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.
โ€ข๐™ฑ๐š˜๐š๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š›๐šŠ๐š–๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ ๐š‘๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š›๐šž๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šœ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ.
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šข:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š…๐™ฐ๐š‚๐šƒ ๐™ต๐™พ๐š๐™ด๐š‚๐šƒ ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š‹๐šž๐š–๐š™๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šข ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šข.
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šž๐š™ ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š”๐šŠ๐šข.
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐š”๐šŽ๐š
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™บ๐šŽ๐š• ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐š‹๐šข๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐š.
๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐šˆ๐š๐™ด๐™ต๐™ป๐šˆ ๐™ต๐™พ๐š๐™ด๐š‚๐šƒ
โ€ข๐š‚๐š๐šž๐š–๐š‹๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ ๐™ฑ๐š„๐™ถ ๐™ฑ๐š„๐™ฝ๐™ฝ๐šˆ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–.
โ€ข๐™ถ๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šข, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š  ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šž๐š—-๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š
โ€ข๐š๐šŽ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š˜๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐šŽ, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š™๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š˜๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š” ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š—๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š•๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š‘๐š•๐šข ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ.
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š๐š—'๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š—๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š› ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐š–.
๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š’๐š•:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐š™๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š—, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š—.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐šœ๐š˜๐š•๐šž๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š, ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š›, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šก๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šœ, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š—.
๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐š’:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š…๐™ฐ๐š‚๐šƒ ๐™ต๐™พ๐š๐™ด๐š‚๐šƒ
โ€ข๐š†๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š–๐š‹๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฟ๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐š†๐™ท๐™ด๐™ด๐™ป ๐™ต๐™พ๐š๐™ด๐š‚๐šƒ, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐š•๐šข ๐š’๐š—๐š“๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š  ๐š˜๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šข ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐™ฑ๐šž๐š—๐š—๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐š™๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š…๐™ฐ๐š‚๐šƒ ๐™ต๐™พ๐š๐™ด๐š‚๐šƒ
โ€ข๐š†๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š’๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐šŒ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š”๐šŽ๐š, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š’๐š›๐š• ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž.
โ€ข๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š•๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐š•๐šข ๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š’๐šž๐š ๐š—๐š’๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐šž๐š•.
โ€ข๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž *๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š* ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐Ÿป ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šž๐š๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š๐š˜, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š“๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐š—๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š˜๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐šž๐š™ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘.
๐‘๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐
๐š‚๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šข:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐™พ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ผ๐™ฐ๐š๐šƒ
โ€ข๐š†๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐šœ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š๐šœ, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐šž๐š•๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐šข.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐šž๐š—๐š๐š’๐š• ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š”.
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐š–, ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š—'๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š—๐š, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐šŒ ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŽ๐š  ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐šŠ๐š”๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ ๐šž๐š™.
"๐š‚๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šข." ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š’๐š, ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŸ๐š˜๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š–๐š˜๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐šŒ ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š—, ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š.
๐™บ๐šŽ๐š•:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐™ต๐™ฐ๐š๐™ฐ๐š†๐™ฐ๐šˆ ๐™ฟ๐™ฐ๐š๐™บ
โ€ข๐š†๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š“๐š˜๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŸ๐š’๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š, ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š.
โ€ข๐™ต๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐šŽ๐š๐š‹๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐š˜๐šข ๐š™๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šž๐š™, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šŠ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š™ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šž๐š™.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š™๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šฃ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š”๐šŠ๐šข ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š™๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šŒ๐š›๐š’๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—๐šœ๐š ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š™๐šŽ๐š˜๐š™๐š•๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐šŽ๐š๐š‹๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐š.
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šข:
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐šœ ๐šŽ๐š๐š๐šŽ, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š’๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š”๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŽ๐š  ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐šž๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐š›๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š›๐š’๐š™๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š.
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐šข ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐š‘ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜, ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š™ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šž๐š™, ย ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š—๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐™พ๐™พ๐™ป๐™ธ๐™ถ๐™ฐ๐™ฝ๐š‚ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.
๐™ท๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ
โ€ข๐š†๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šก๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š’๐š— ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š ๐šž๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š”๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š˜๐š›.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š ๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐šข๐š˜๐šž, ๐š‘๐šŽ'๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š’๐š๐š—'๐š.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ, ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š– ๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š, ๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐šข๐š˜๐šž.
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โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™ย 
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐š’๐š•๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™ ๐š’๐š— ๐™ต๐™ฐ๐š๐™ฐ๐š†๐™ฐ๐šˆ ๐šƒ๐™พ๐š†๐™ฝ, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š ๐šž๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š’๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐š˜๐šข ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š™๐šŽ๐š˜๐š™๐š•๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐š™ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š˜๐šข. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐šก๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š—๐šŽ๐š›๐šŸ๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š˜๐š—.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐šœ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐š‹๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐š’๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ.
โ€ข๐™ท๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š’๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• '๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š” ๐šข๐š˜๐šž' ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š๐š ๐š‘๐šž๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐š›๐šŸ๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐š’๐š•๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š๐š ๐šœ๐š–๐š’๐š•๐šŽ, ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š’๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š–๐š‹๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š˜๐š—.
๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐ ! ๐ˆโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ž๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐ˆ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐š๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ! โ™ฅ๏ธŽ
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