#phillip answers

[ask-philgraves]

gr graves i i went firna swim… IM STUCK IM STUCK!!!!

— 🥟

How the fuck did you get in the vents?!

@ask-roachsanderson Do you have any tips...

[rodolfoparras]

All this baby trapping is driving me crazy in the best way

idk who I'd want to baby trap more, Rudy, Graves, literally all of the 141, I'm just so obsessed with them! They'd all look pretty knocked up and stuffed ^-^

Cw: attempted baby trapping, breeding kink, 18+

Thinking about graves w/ a breeding kink, who will more often than not ask you to fuck him without a condom, promising he’s on birth control which he is but he can’t help that he forgets to take them some days, who will have the two of you go for multiple rounds till his cunt is dripping from cum and he’s using his fingers to push it back in just in case, who will stay skewed onto your cock for hours making sure you fuck him so rough and deep til he’s sure your cockhead is grazing his womb

It doesn’t take much for you to figure out what he’s trying to do, and although you can’t help but feel blood pooling to the lower half of your body at the sheer thought that graves is trying to have your baby, there’s no way in hell you’d be tied down to him in that way and luckily he hasn’t gotten pregnant yet.

However you still want do indulge him in his little fantasy so you buy him a squirting dildo with fake cum in it, spending hours upon hours using that thing on him, watching that way his body quakes, completely soaked in sweat, and cunt swollen and red.

“Please please I cant” he cries out, head trashing side to side as fat tears rolls down his cheek.

“This is what you wanted right? For me to make you a mommy? Be a good boy and take it”

[crimsonbubble]

Just imagine how whiny Graves is when he's finally inside of you, all his cocky and smug behavior gone as he ruts into you whining about how perfect you were made for taking his cock. I feel like he likes prone bone position just so he can rest all of his weight on top of you with his arms wrapped around your waist. You might be a mess under him but God he worse just being on top of you. Always to impatient to wait until you're both naked and just shoving clothes out of the way.

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, implied semi clothed sex, creampie, breeding kink, vague dry humping *not proofread, just pure horny

[honestly, losing it just a lil bit 🤏]

MINORS DNI!!

thank you for bringing back the graves obsession Sammy <33

anyways-

just being so ecstatically horny, that you're just pushing clothes aside and not even bothering to fully take them off

it's just a flurry of hands trying to push things out of the way

graves literally can not remove his lips from yours

hence why all of your clothes are still on, just haphazardly pushed aside

feeling him whimper against your lips once he finally buries himself inside you

he doesn't stop after he comes, he keeps his pace although stuttering and slowing a bit

he doesn't want the moment to end

so he keeps pulling moans and orgasms from you

doesn't even care that it's making a mess soft your bodies and the bed

he'll worry about it later

loves having you ride him, so he can watch how well you take him

totally not because he imagines you wearing a cowboy hat while riding him or anything definitely not-

thrusts up into you from below to meet your bounces halfway

loves listening to you cry out each time he bucks his hips up into your sweet spot

[temeyes]

Slap graves with a sticky hand pls

an oddly satisfying request, ngl LMAOOOO

[yawnderu]

Kortac members that would like a bimbo reader..?

Like I can't imagine anybody.

Especially Nikto.

Bimbo reader: look at my nails I made them with a cute colour... Hope you like them🤭💓

Nikto: 👁️👄👁️

Nikto: you're wasting my money for that..?

BFEKBHEHJFKBEHJFKBHBJFKEHJKB

Nikto would NOT do good with a Bimbo!Reader simply because he's too old for that shit and just doesn't get it. Would he fuck her? Yes. Would he date her? No.

Showing him your new plushies or nails would end up with him looking at you with his scary ass eyes like 🔵_🔵 and probably dissociate while staring at you, as he usually does either way fheefhjb

HMMM as for KorTac members that would do well with someone like Bimbo!Reader, I can see Graves, Valeria, and König.

I think Graves in general would 100% be the type to have a trophy wife, pretty little thing clinging to his arm in public, perfect body showing in the skimpy clothes you love to wear. It's natural for a man with money to spoil you, mainly buying lingerie and dresses that leave little to the imagination, though he also buys you things for your special interests and supports your hobbies.

Valeria, well... having a pretty thing like you is a far cry from all the war and violence in Las Almas, keeping you away from that place and kept a secret so the enemy cartels don't hunt you down. She's seen how ruthless they can be— she's a huge part of cartel violence as well, so she makes sure to keep you safe and guarded away from any of her enemies, never once being seen with you in public even when she secretly sometimes hopes she was able to give you a normal relationship.

König loves coming home to his pretty, bimbo girlfriend. You keep him in check and show him a more optimistic perspective than what someone as cocky and pessimistic as him is used to. Even when you're not the brightest tool in the shed, you're not afraid to knock him down a peg whenever he gets too cocky, and he absolutely adores to spoil you. He makes good money— what's the point in that if not buying lovely lingerie and dresses for his girl?

[sky-is-the-limit]

Cod characters (women included) who would be a giver vs receiver?

𝑶𝒐𝒐𝒉, 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔.

𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐, 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 '𝑰' 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓.

𝑭!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑪𝒐𝑫 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆: 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒉.

𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑯𝒆'���� 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 ��𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒌, 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚.

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒌, 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒋𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆.

𝑺𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒏: 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓.

𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆, 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔, 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉.

𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏, 𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒑 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆.

𝑯𝒆'𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒖𝒏𝒕, 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒔' 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔.

𝑩𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔.

𝑮𝒂𝒛: 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓.

𝑰𝒇 𝒚��𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑲𝒚𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑮𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒂.

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒘, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒔, 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏.

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑳𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏.

𝑺𝒐𝒂𝒑: 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒉.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 69 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅.

𝑯𝒆'𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉. 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈? 𝑯𝒆'𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒏𝒂𝒑 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎.

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒔.

𝑯𝒆'𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒉𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐, 𝒔𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒆.

𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒙, 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅.

𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒙: 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓.

𝑺𝒊𝒎𝒑 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆.

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐𝒚. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 '𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒂'𝒂𝒎' 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒊 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍.

𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 ��𝒓𝒂𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒊 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒕, 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕-𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒋𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒐: 𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓.

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒉𝒊𝒎 ��𝒇𝒇.

𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎:(

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆-𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕.

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌, 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒈𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍.

𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒚: 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒉.

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕.

𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌'𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅.

𝑰𝒇 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒕𝒖𝒃 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎, 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒂𝒚.

𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒇𝒇, 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔.

𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔: 𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓.

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 ��𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 5𝒌 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐.

𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒚.

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉.

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉.

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈-𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓<3

𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍.

𝑲𝒂𝒕𝒆: 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓.

𝑮𝒐𝒅. 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒑.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝑨𝑵𝒀𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒔, 𝒈𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅-𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔, 𝑲𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑰𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉.

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘, 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒃 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.

𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂: 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒉.

𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌, 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒎𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 ��𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒋𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔.

𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏.

[awesomeferret10]

Add this one to this list of times Dan talks about how something for one of them is actually something for Both Of Them™

“Bring me a gift”

“Phil can’t have chocolate”

The implication that every gift Dan gets needs to also be for Phil is insane I love this unhinged codependent ass bitch

[ask-philgraves]

Sure. Miss Rosa will give you a comprehensive list of the allergies.

@shadow-compay-secretary

I made waffels, anybody want sum?

Excluded is:

Task Force 141 (Roach is allowed)

Los Vaqueros

El Sin Nombre Cartel

General Shepherd

Konni Group

[awkward-fink]

I need sleeping positions with graves, Kate and Keegan. I just love it too much. (And them!)

Hey!! I am so sorry it took me a while to get this done! But I had to do some research into Keegan and Laswell. And Graves as well. I hope my portrayal of them kind of fits and you have fun reading this. Thank you so much for your question, I loved writing this. I was so happy to get your ask in my inbox, I nearly happy danced^^ But on with the show, enjoy! (and if I made some mis-portrayal or some mistakes, please be kind and let me know so that i can rework it? Thanks!)

Sleeping Positions with them III

Keegan P.  Russ

Thank God this man isn‘t as heavy built as some of his colleagues

Yes, he is muscled and trained, and muscles weigh more than fat, but he is still less heavy than, say, Ghost

Because this man here is laying on top of you, halfway or fully, covering your body, but his head and his arms need to be able to move. His body slotting in between your legs, his chest on yours, his head at your neck breathing you in, his arms at both sides of your torse, free. This is how he sleeps most of the time.

I say, able to move, but Keegan doesn’t move. Once he found his spot, his position, he falls asleep quick and then he won’t move anymore

He is a sniper; he has learned to stay motionless for extended periods of time and sleep is NO exception for him!

You can twist and turn underneath him, can boop him, kiss him, grumble at him, he wont move, he wont even wake. Because you are safe beneath him and he can always touch you, you can’t leave

But if there is even the softest of sounds that isn’t normal in the apartment, a weird reflection of light glinting in the windows, this man is awake and aware faster than you know

He sleeps like the dead, a stone, unmoving and heavy. And sometimes he snores softly, it is becoming a lullaby to you by this time

You hadn’t been allowed to sleep with until he really trusted you, he couldn’t have rested before that

He wears old sweatpants, a few holes are alright, an old shirt and sometimes even socks to bed (you can get cold feet as a sniper, laying motionless for hours or days. Some things are hard to shake, even in bed.)

Kate Laswell

She is a strong woman, in control, steadfast and loyal. She is stern to those under her command, supporting her colleagues and friends. Her love language is acts of service.

Why am I telling you this?

Because she loves to be held in bed, loves to be the little spoon, to just shed all signs of leadership and bask in the presence of the person she loves

If she can’t be the little spoon, she will hook her pinky finger around yours, or grab onto your arm or shoulder

She murmurs sweet nothings in her sleep and burrows as close to you as she can, sometimes even partly underneath you.

Needs a weighted blanket if you are not there to fall asleep, if you are with her then she just needs your arm over her stomach.

If you lay on your back, she is slotted right against your side, her head on your shoulder

If you wake in the middle of the night to go pee, she will sleepily walk behind you, one hand holding onto your shirt as she follows you with closed eyes and grumblingly pleading for bed again

Turns on Koala-mode if she is sick, clinging to your back or front and will never let go until she is fit again…. Trying times…

Kate wears soft pajamas to bed, older model but chic, comfort over looks. It keeps her warm

Phillip Graves

Has the biggest bed of all of them, the most expensive beddings, the most luscious blankets

Listen, he is calling the shots here, he is *deserving* of only the best things, the most decadent of entertainment as well

So, let’s be clear, he is sleeping on his back, in the middle of the bed, legs spread out and one arm underneath his pillow (where a gun is hidden, you can never be too careful)

He gracefully lets you rest in between his legs, your stomach on his hips and your head on his chest. The hand not underneath his pillow is buried underneath your sleeping clothes, groping you even while he sleeps

He has a decadent soft blanket which you must share with him. Not because he doesn’t want you to have one, but because you are his as well and the only place for you is against him, on top of him, or with your legs tangled with his own

In contrast to his luxurious bed and bedding he wears an old, clean shirt to bed and form fitting boxer shorts

Also, he is making sure that you only wear the most comfortable and expensive clothing to bed, or nothing at all.

He will keep you warm, don’t worry Honey, just stay close to him, he is a furnace, and he will take good care of you

He loves it when your hands are on his hips while you both sleep, or when you hug his middle, your head on the spot his heart beats underneath

Because Graves, also just wants someone to love him, to hold him, to feel safe and comfortable with

So, it will take time until you join him in his bed, at least this bed. (He totally has another one for “sleeping activities” with flings, ONS and others, and not for resting.)

But when you reach this phase, you are golden. He invested in you, time and money and trust and emotions, he won’t let you go again without a fight.

[lxvvie]

may i ask who you think is partial to Certified Good Girls/Boys/Loves in the COD universe? like who just loves themselves a sweet little darling who listens so well

This really has Phillip "Good Darlin'" Graves written all over it.

Like he's the God of this shit. Smug ass bastard. Fuck him (literally and figuratively).

And if you even so much as give him lip, he'll smirk that smug ass, snake oil smirk of his and go, "Now darlin', d'you think I'll let you kiss me with that mouth of yours?"

[cod-dump]

Price: *wakes up in the middle of the night to someone knocking on his door*

Price: Ugh... Do I need clothes and a gun, or just clothes?

Answer: Neither if you don't want 'em.

Price:

Price: Graves, what the fuck are you doing here at 1AM??

[ask-philgraves]

Glad to see you’re back up an’ runnin’, sir! It’s been lonely without you—kept having to make L.T. Rabosia try my ‘late-night can’t sleep’ treats.

..Jus’ tell me if you need help, yeah? I’m always a call away, sir.

@shadow-2-08

Awh... Thanks soldier....

... Let's get back to work. I see y'all have been slacking since I've been gone.

[yen-sids-tournament]

Where is that “Wake Up And Smell The Plague” post when you need it….

do you mean this one:

Classic Xanatos v a 14th Century Prince

[crimsonbubble]

I’m BEGGING you more reader being the barracks bunny for the shadow conpany, but this time reader acting all tough and bratty towards them but deep down she just wants their attention after they’ve been ignoring her and focusing more on their missions:(

brat tamer!graves??? brat tamer!shadows???

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, brat!reader, brat tamer!graves & shadows, exhibitionism, voyeurism, mandhandling, oral, masterbation, slight choking, dacryphilia, spanking, fingering, edging, overstimulation *not proofread, just pure horny

[IM SO HAPPY YALL ARE LOVING THE SHADOW COMPANY X READER STUFF SJSKSBSJ] special tags for @waltzthegenderfluidpan @smmy-winchster

MINORS DNI!!

you're sitting by the shadows as they get their mission briefing except no one is trying to finger fuck you into oblivion

you know that their line of work isn't the easiest but they usually spend any and all moments of their free time with you

so when they're all getting ready for missions, they reduced you to an errand bunny

asking you to get things for them, drop things off for them to other people and only being rewarded with kisses to your cheek or forehead

going to bed cold and alone bc all of your fav shadows are out on field

once the mission is done and they're all back, you've resorted to minimal contact with all of them

doing the bare minimum, sneaking off after mumbling snarky remarks and giving them all the cold shoulder

it's only a few days into the cold shoulder treatment and all the shadows are getting more and more irritated as you deny their advances

a shadow finally speaks to their commander about it, who advised them to let him handle it

graves corners you when you're alone in the common room, his stare is stern yet gentle

there's no real need to ask what was wrong, graves knew what was wrong

without any thought, another snippy remark leaves your lips. you froze as soon as you processed the words that fell from your lips

as graves manhandled you over his lap, he all but ripped your shorts and underwear down your legs

not a second later and you feel a hard smack to your ass

it was just one after the other, leaving your cheeks red and sore with handprints

you were shaking in graves' lap, tears soaking into the couch cushions

feeling something cold drip onto your aching hole before fingers were pushed into you, immediately curling them up against your sweet spot

you tried to squirm away, the harsh and quick pace he set was overwhelming

graves simply held your hips down, continuing his onslaught on your slicked hole

a few shadows decided to stay and watch the show, watching how easily their commander gets reactions out of you

there's too many sensations you're feeling, it's all muddling together

just as quickly as the pleasure built, graves had pulled away

the fullness of his fingers leaving you empty and aching

the process repeats for god knows how long, the hours started blending together

bringing you to the edge of sweet sweet relief before all of it was snatched from under you

it left you squirming, needy and sore in your commander's lap, pleas falling on deaf ears

there's noises of shifting around you but you don't have the strength to look

before you know it, you're being placed on the now empty coffee table

your shirt is tugged off of you, hands immediately honing in on fondling and groping your chest

your pushed up on the table, your head hanging off the edge

you peer up at the shadow in front of you, eyeing the way their cock twitches mere inches away from your face

they tap their tip against your cheeks before slipping through your lips, their hand on your neck as they used your mouth

your hands were led to more cocks, their hands encasing yours and they fuck into your fist

graves' hand is still between your legs, rubbing against your sweet spot

with a quick whistle, graves moves, his position filled by another shadow

it took mere seconds for the emptiness to be filled again, filled with a thick and heavy cock

each thrust made you gag and sputter around the cock in your mouth

the ones fucking your hands, encasing yours with theirs, squeezing your hand around them tighter

they fucked into your fist even faster, nearing their release as they watched you choke around the cock in your mouth. their release coated your hands in a sticky white gloss

the shadow fucking your mouth, held your head up as he spilled in your mouth

swallowing without a second thought and sticking your tongue out like you always do

the shadow that's situated between your legs, uses the moment to his advantage

holding your thighs up and apart as he spears his cock into you, he twitched twice before painting your walls white

as you tried to process what just happened you were moved from the table to rest against someone's chest

you felt it before you saw it, two cocks pressed against your hole

sandwiched between two of the biggest shadows to take both of their cocks at the same time

one quickly slipped in, holding your hips down as the other shadow slipped in beside him

the stretch burned, making you shiver and arch your back

they moved in opposing rhythms, never leaving you empty

each moan was breathier and whinier than the last

you could barely keep your eyes focused long enough to see the shadows that still have yet to have their turn are hungrily stroking themselves

you're beyond fucked out by the end of the night, clinging onto whoever is in front of you

[temeyes]

My boyfriend Phillip Graves? Pretty please..?🥺❤️

he's dancing (imagine his Shadow Company singing in bg like [this] for him)

[yawnderu]

imagine graves flirting with reader while gearing up for a mission and it pisses gaz off so gaz just pulls reader's mask down and kisses them on the lips but keeps their face hidden with his hand 🤭🤭

Do u remember the way Gaz simply stared at Graves when he tried to give him a hand shake and a fist bump? I feel like jealous Gaz would be just like that— quiet, keeping it professional, but not afraid to show an asshole like Graves that you're his.

It's not like Graves has seen your face either way, so you can expect him to turn your body around, pulling your mask down and giving you a long kiss, keeping eye contact with Graves as he does.