𝑬𝒎𝒔𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆

𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑎! 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝐸𝑚 𝑜𝑟 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑒. 𝑆ℎ𝑒/𝐻𝑒𝑟. 𝐵𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙. 𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝐵𝑒𝑒𝑟. 𝑂𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑜. 𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝐶𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒. 𝑀𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐. 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑀𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑠. 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑠. 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑡 1996. 𝑂𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑠. 𝑅𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑒. 𝑃𝑖𝑛𝑘. 𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑠. 𝑆𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐶𝑜𝑙𝑏𝑦. 𝐶𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦. 11:11. 𝑆𝑛𝑜𝑜𝑝𝑦. 𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ. 𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑦.

𝐼 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓 𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤. 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑛

WC: 2,179

Warnings: Fluff, stress/academic pressure, Minor fall on the ice, lots of soft romance. Basically just a tooth rotting fluff.

Summary: After a brutal week of final exams, Dean notices that you were running on empty. Without explaining himself, he bundles you into his car late at night and drives you somewhere unexpected—his favorite place in the world. What starts as an odd midnight trip to the hockey rink turns into a night neither of you will ever forget.

A/N: I have just realized how hard it is to write detailed words. This story was a struggle because I'm horrible at vocabulary so I had to search up a lot. At some point I just gave up and just wrote. So I actually have no idea if this is good. But anyways I hope you Angel's enjoy a very movie-like story.

The highlight of your week was remembering to eat lunch. That was how bad things had gotten.

Finals have consumed every spare second of your life. Notes were scattered across your apartment like confetti after a parade. Empty coffee cups decorated every surface. Your laptop sat open on the coffee table, a textbook balanced precariously on top of another textbook, which rested on top of a notebook filled with frantic handwriting.

And right in the middle of all of it sat a very exhausted and overwhelmed you. Staring blankly at a page you've read six times without absorbing a single word.

A groan escaped you as you dropped your forehead onto the textbook. You couldn't do this anymore. Your brain felt like mush as if it was about to explode.

Then your apartment door opened.You barely lifted your head.

"Hey, baby." Dean's familiar voice drifted through the apartment. Normally, hearing him instantly improves your mood. But tonight you just made a tired noise that sounded vaguely human.

His footsteps approached.

Then stopped.

Silence.

You knew that silence. The silence of Dean observing.

Evaluating.

Noticing things.

You slowly looked up.

Dean stood beside the couch wearing a black hoodie and gray sweatpants. His hockey bag hung from one shoulder. His eyebrows were raised.

"What?" You asked defensively.

His gaze swept across the room.

The textbooks.

The flashcards.

The dark circles under your eyes.

The half-eaten granola bar from several hours ago.

Then he looked back at you. "Get dressed."

You blinked at his sudden words. "What?"

"Get dressed."

You stared. "Dean."

"Yeah?"

You let out a small huff "What are you talking about? I have stuff to do.”

His expression remained completely serious. "Just get dressed."

You narrowed your eyes. "Why?"

"Because we're leaving."

"Leaving for where?"

Dean smiled. That annoying smile. The one that meant he knew something you didn't. "Baby, trust me."

"That's not an answer."

"Still leaving."

You threw a pen at him and he caught it effortlessly. "Dean."

"Sweetheart."

"Where are we going?"

He walked over and gently took your face in both hands. The exhaustion in your eyes made something soften in his expression. For a moment he simply looked at you. Really looked at you. Then he kissed your forehead.

"Dress warm."

"Dean—"

"Dress warm."

You groaned dramatically and reluctantly got up off of your messy couch.

Five minutes later you emerged from your bedroom bundled in a sweater, leggings, boots, and a winter jacket.

Dean grinned. "Perfect."

"I still don't know where we're going."

"You don't need to."

"That's concerning."

He grabbed your hand. "Come on."

The drive felt endless. The roads were mostly empty. Streetlights passed by in glowing streaks outside the windows. The clock on the dashboard read nearly eleven-thirty.

You sat curled in the passenger seat with your arms crossed. Dean kept one hand on the steering wheel while the other rested on your thigh. Occasionally his thumb brushed back and forth.

Comforting.

Grounding.

You found yourself relaxing despite your confusion. Finally you looked over at him. "You know normal people tell their girlfriends where they're taking them."

Dean smirked. "Where's the fun in that?"

"You're impossible.

"Yet here you are."

"Unfortunately." You grumbled.

A few minutes later you noticed something familiar.

The campus buildings.

The parking lots.

The athletic center.

Your brows furrowed. "Dean."

"Hm?"

"Why are we at school?"

"You'll see."

"That sounds ominous."

He parked and turned off the engine. Then climbed out before you could continue questioning him.

Cold air immediately brushed against your cheeks. The campus was quiet. Most students were either asleep or locked away studying. The world felt strangely peaceful.

Dean reached for your hand. "Come on."

You walked toward the athletic building.

Then toward the arena.

Your confusion only grew.

When you reached the entrance you stopped. "...The rink?"

Dean's smile appeared immediately. "Just trust me."

You laughed. "Really? This is your big surprise?"

"Trust."

"That's all you've said for an hour."

"Because it's working."

"It is not." You crossed your arms.

"It is." He opened the door. You rolled your eyes and followed him inside.

The arena was dark.

Completely empty.

Silent.

The familiar scent of ice and cold air drifted through the building.

Dean walked ahead and flipped on the lights. Instantly the rink glowed to life. Bright white ice stretched across the arena. The surface shimmered beneath the overhead lights.

Your breath caught despite yourself. It was beautiful. Peaceful. Different when there weren't hundreds of screaming fans filling the seats.

Dean noticed your expression. "Told you."

You smiled reluctantly. "Okay. It's kind of pretty."

"Kind of?"

"Don't push it."

Then he disappeared briefly into a storage area. When he returned, he carried two pairs of skates. Your eyes widened. "Oh no."

"Oh yes."

"No."

"Yes."

You pointed at the skates. "I don't know how to skate."

"Good thing I do."

"Dean."

"Baby."

"I will die."

He snorted. "You won't die."

"I most absolutely will."

"You'll be fine."

You groaned as Dean sat down on a nearby bench. Then patted the spot beside him. "Come here."

Moments later he was kneeling in front of you, helping tighten the skates. His fingers moved expertly. Years of practice. Years of hockey.

You watched him. The concentration on his face. The way his hair fell slightly into his eyes. The gentleness in his hands.

God.

How had you gotten so lucky?

As if sensing your gaze, Dean glanced up. A small smile appeared. "What?"

"Nothing." You press your lips together with a shake of your head, trying to contain a smile.

"Liar."

You broke a smile. Maybe you felt a little lighter already.

Ten minutes later you discovered skating was significantly harder than it looked. "Dean!"

"I'm right here."

"I'm falling."

"You're not."

"I'm literally falling." You remarked as you gestured to your feet.

"You've been saying that for five minutes."

"Because it's true!" Dean laughed as he steadied you again. His hands settled on your waist.

Warm.

Strong.

Supportive.

"Look at me." He said, holding two fingers to his eyes. "Not your feet."

"I'm going to die if I don't watch my feet."

"You're going to fall if you keep watching them." Dean moved backward slowly, guiding you forward. "You trust me?"

"Mostly."

"Mostly?"

"I saw you eat pizza that fell on the floor once." You stated, glancing back at him.

"It was clean."

"It was not!” You exclaimed which made Dean burst out laughing. That sound made you smile. For the first time all week you weren't thinking about finals.

Or deadlines.

Or grades.

You were just… Here. With him.

Learning something new.

Laughing.

Living.

Eventually you managed several feet without wobbling. Your eyes widened. "Oh my gosh."

Dean grinned. "What?"

"I did it!” You raised your arms in the air, calming victory.

"You did."

"I actually did it."

"I know."

Excitement bubbled through you.

Again.

And again.

Each attempt became easier.

Each laugh felt lighter.

The stress you've been carrying slowly melted away. Just like Dean had hoped.

Later Dean moved toward one of the goals. A bucket of hockey pucks sat nearby.

You eyed them curiously as Dean grabbed a stick. Then handed it to you.

"What am I doing with this?"

"Therapy."

"What?"

"Trust me."

You laughed. "There it is again."

Dean grabbed another stick. Then positioned a puck on the ice. "When I get stressed," he said, nudging the puck forward, "I come here."

His gaze drifted across the rink.

The arena.

The ice.

His home.

"This place clears my head."

Something gentle entered his voice. "And when things get really bad?"

He shot the puck.

It slammed into the back of the net.

The sound echoed beautifully.

"I hit things."

You laughed. "That's actually very on-brand for you."

"Thank you."

"I don't think that was a compliment."

Dean grinned and then handed you a puck. "Your turn."

You positioned yourself awkwardly and raised the stick before swinging.

Missed completely.

Dean doubled over laughing.

"Not a word."

"I didn't say anything."

"You laughed."

"That's because it was adorable."

You hit him lightly with the stick and then tried again. This time you connected and the puck slid forward.

Slowly.

Very slowly.

But it moved.

Dean cheered dramatically.

You laughed and then tried again.

Harder.

The puck flew forward.

Straight into the goal.

Your jaw dropped. "No way!”

Dean pointed. "You did it."

Excitement exploded through you. You grabbed another puck.

And another.

And another.

Each hit felt better.

Each shot released a little more stress.

A little more frustration.

A little more pressure.

Soon you were laughing so hard you could barely breathe. "Oh my gosh," You gasped. "Now I understand why you like this so much."

Dean smiled, eyes never leaving yours. "I knew you would." Because there it was. The smile he'd been trying to bring back all week.

The real one.

Not the exhausted version.

Not the forced version.

Your smile.

Then disaster struck.

You swung too enthusiastically.

Your skate slipped.

The stick went one direction.

You went another. "Dean!"

His eyes widened and quickly lunged forward, trying to catch you. Unfortunately, he lost his balance too.

The next thing you knew— you two crashed onto the ice together.

A surprised laugh burst from your mouth. Dean groaned dramatically beneath her. "Oof."

You looked down and realized you were sprawled directly on top of him. Then immediately started laughing harder. Dean joined you. Neither of you could stop. The situation was too ridiculous. Too perfectly you.

For a long moment you simply lay there, laughing in the middle of an empty rink. The bright lights reflected around you two. The cold ice beneath. The world somehow feeling very far away.

Eventually the laughter faded, leaving only smiles. And silence.

Your hair had fallen around your face. Dean gently brushed a strand behind your ear. His gaze softened. Then softened even more. Something changed. You saw it immediately. The look in his eyes. The way he was staring at you. Like you were the only person in the universe.

Your heartbeat slowed and then sped up. Because suddenly Dean wasn't laughing anymore. He was just looking at you.

Adoringly.

Completely.

Like he couldn't believe you were real.

His hand remained against your cheek. Warm despite the cold. And before he could overthink it— Before fear could stop him—

"I love you.”

The words settled between you two.

Quiet.

Honest.

Real.

Everything stopped.

Your eyes widened and Dean's expression immediately shifted. A flicker of panic. Like maybe he hadn't meant to say it out loud. Or maybe he'd meant to wait.

But it was too late now. The words were there. Hanging in the air. And the thing was— you weren't shocked because you didn't feel the same. You were shocked because you've been feeling it for weeks. For months but you've been too scared to say it first.

For a second you just stared and Dean's nervous smile appeared. "Okay, wow. That sounded smoother in my head—"

A watery laugh came out your mouth. The kind that came when emotions became too big. Then you cupped his face and smiled. The biggest smile he'd ever seen.

"I love you too."

The relief on Dean's face was immediate. His eyes closed briefly as if he'd been holding his breath. When he opened them again, he looked happier than you've ever seen him. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

A grin spread across his face. "Good."

You chuckled softly. "Good?"

"Very good."

"You're ridiculous." You shook your head with a giggle

"I know." Then he pulled you closer and kissed you.It was a slow gentle kiss. It was meaningful and not rushed. Not desperate. Just full of everything neither of you had managed to say before tonight.

The kiss lingered. Soft and warm against the cold air surrounding them.

When you finally pulled apart, foreheads rested together. Both of you are smiling. Both completely gone for each other.

"I really do love you," Dean murmured.Your heart melted. "I know."

He kissed your nose and started to kiss over your face, making you giggle. "You're being extra affectionate."

"I have a girlfriend who loves me."

"You had that yesterday."

"Yeah, but now I know."

You rolled your eyes affectionately and Dean simply smiled. Then kissed you one more time.

The arena remained silent around you two. The ice glowed beneath the lights. And for the first time all week, the weight on your shoulders was gone.

Not because your finals had disappeared.Not because your responsibilities were over.

But because someone loved you enough to notice you struggling. Someone loved you enough to drag you out into the middle of the night. To teach you something new. To make you laugh out and to help you breathe again.

And as Dean wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in close, you realized something important.

No matter how stressful life became—

As long as you had him—

You'll never have to carry it alone. And judging by the smile on Dean's face, he was thinking the exact same thing.

Warnings: Fluff, secret relationship, kissing, romantic tension, hockey-game excitement, protective Dean, lots of teasing, found family vibes, humor, and an absurd amount of "my girl." And “beautiful.”

An: I had an idea and went with it. I wrote this at 4:00 in the morning so sorry for all the periods and weird spacing. I really didn't have much words to give and didn't know what sentences should go together. So I'm very sorry if the formats a little weird. Ok thx enjoy, My Angel’s!

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo x Female!Reader

Warnings: Flirting, heavy tension, suggestive themes, jealous undertones, making out, friends-to-lovers energy. (No explicit content. Sorry!)

Guys I have no idea if this is good or not. I'm always open to feedback and suggestions on how to make my writing better. But anyways I had an idea and went with it. Ps sorry if I tease you with the photos.

I had realized I haven't posted in over a year. To be fair I've been really busy. When I made this account I didn't really think I would post much anyways. Anyways I made this over a year ago, it's just been sitting in my drafts. This is just a small fluff. Enjoy, my loves! (I'm still new to this so feel free to give me advice on anything)

A Fan Edit

𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦... 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘌𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙉𝙤𝙣𝙚 (𝙄 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙙𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮)

It was a typical afternoon at the Sturniolo house. You have just returned from a long photo shoot, your makeup still fresh on and your hair styled perfectly, though your energy was starting to drip after hours on set. You had a few minutes before you needed to wind down, so you decided to pop in and say hello to Chris, Matt and, Nick

As you stepped through the front door, you heard the familiar hum of cameras and the sound of Chris's voice-low but excited, clearly in the middle of filming. You smiled to yourself as you took off your shoes and made your way down the hallway toward the living room.

The door was slightly ajar, and you could see the trio sitting in front of the camera. Matt was holding a microphone, Nick was fiddling with the equipment, and Chris was sitting comfortably in the middle of the couch, eyes focused on the screen in front of him. The title of the video they were filming flashed across the screen: "Reacting to Fan Edits."

You pushed the door open just as Chris looked up, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you. "Hey, babe!" he greeted you with a big grin, though he quickly tried to turn his attention back to the screen as Matt gave him a playful nudge.

"Did you just say 'Hey, babe' on camera?" Matt teased, his eyebrow raised as he looked at his twin. "You know Nick ain't editing that out, right?"

Chris rolled his eyes but chuckled. "Shut up, dude, I don't care."

You laughed and waved at them. "I didn't mean to interrupt. I just got back from my shoot," you explained, tossing your bag onto the couch beside Chris. "What are you guys filming today?"

Nick quickly responded, already looking back at the screen. "We're reacting to some fan edits. You know, the usual. It's actually pretty funny."

You nodded, settling onto the arm of the couch beside Chris. "Sounds fun. What's the first one?"

Chris leaned forward, and you could see the screen where a fan-made video was loading. He glanced at you and winked. "Oh, trust me, you'll love this one. It's a wild edit of my old video."

The video played, and your curiosity piqued as the fan edit began. It was a simple clip of Chris from a past video, where he said, "I'm always ready when you want me," his voice casual and unassuming. But the fan edit had taken it out of context, paired with dramatic music and flashy text, which gave the sentence an entirely different meaning.

The screen read, "Chris, always ready for anything." The music was intense, and the text blinked on screen like some kind of seductive ad, turning the innocent comment into something far more suggestive than Chris ever intended.

You couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Chris, seeing your reaction, immediately turned a deep shade of red. "Oh my god," he groaned, burying his face in his hands. "That was not the vibe I was going for!"

Matt snickered, his eyes glinting with

mischief. "Well, you didn't exactly help yourself there, Chris. I mean, it kind of sounds like you were asking for it."

Nick joined in, his laughter matching Matt's. "Yeah, man, I'm always ready when you want me? You're practically begging for that kind of edit."

You shook your head, still giggling at how the video had been so expertly altered. "I mean, to be fair, Chris," you said, looking at him with a teasing smile, "You weren't exactly wrong. You are always ready when I need you, aren't you?"

Chris turned to you, his cheeks flushed but his eyes twinkling with a mix of embarrassment and affection. "Oh, come on, Y/N. You're making this worse," he whined, though there was no real heat behind it.

You leaned closer, nudging him with your shoulder. "What? It's true! You're always there for me when I need you." You winked playfully, feeling a little mischievous yourself.

Chris shook his head in disbelief, his hand covering his face as he groaned dramatically. "I can't believe you're encouraging them," he muttered under his breath, though he was smiling despite himself. "I was just talking about being prepared for whatever, like… my videos, or whatever. But now look what's happening."

Matt laughed, reaching over and ruffling

Chris's hair. "You're never going to live this one down, bro."

Nick chimed in, "Yeah, the fans are going to have a field day with this one. I bet that edit is already trending."

Chris threw his hands up in mock surrender. "Alright, alright! I get it, okay? I messed up, and now I'll never live it down." He turned to you, his eyes softening. "But seriously, babe, you're always the one making me look good. So if they want to think I'm being all… that guy, whatever. You know me."

You smiled warmly, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. "I'm just here for you, no matter how embarrassing the edits get," you teased.

The moment you kissed him, Matt and Nick groaned in unison, pretending to gag. "You two are gross," Matt said dramatically. "But I guess that's what we get for having a couple on our channel."

Chris rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the smile on his face. "Shut up, guys. It's cute. And I'm not taking it back."

As the video continued, you stayed by Chris's side, teasing him every chance you got.

Later that week that video was still blowing up with comments. They were full of laughing emojis and playful suggestions.

Sturn.Chris: “Omg, Chris is always ready 😏” Pedals.Sturn: Did anyone else catch that? Lmao 🤣” Y/n's.wife: “Y/N, you’re not wrong though. He is always ready for you.”

Chris could only shake his head. "I'm done. Y/N, I'm going to blame you for all this," he muttered, still grinning as he read more comments filled with more playful comments.

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑱𝑱 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲

You and JJ Maybank were strolling along the sandy shore of the Outer Banks beach, enjoying the warm sun and gentle waves lapping at their feet. You guys have been friends for years, ever since you met as kids growing up in this idyllic coastal town.

As they walked side by side, JJ glanced over at y/n and couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for them. They had such an infectious energy and positivity – a quality that made everyone around them feel happier just by being in their presence. 

JJ smiled at you and asked, "So, what've you been up to lately? Anything exciting going on?" 

You responded enthusiastically, sharing some recent adventures you have been on and the fun times you had with friends. 

JJ listened intently, genuinely interested in everything you had to say.

After a while, JJ looked at you and said, "You know, you're really something special, you know that? You always manage to bring joy and light into every situation." 

You felt a sudden rush of warmth spread through your chest, feeling incredibly grateful for JJ's kind words.

Feeling inspired, JJ took your hand in their own hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before saying, "And no matter what happens in life, I want you to know that you don't have to face it alone. You'll always have me by your side, cheering you on and supporting you every step of the way." 

You felt a surge of emotions well up within you, feeling incredibly touched by JJ's heartfelt words. 

“I'm so lucky to have someone like you in my life” You looked over at JJ and smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude towards them for being such a wonderful friend.

𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘀_ 𝗼𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱

𝘛𝘞, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦 + 𝘑𝘑'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘥

"Come on j, can we please watch a movie?" I ask him walking over to my bed.

"i would love too y/n but we have to finish your math so you don't get held back, your already failing" JJ says turning the chair that he's sitting on towards me

"please jj, it's one movie" i plead laying down on my bed

"how about this" he says walking towards me "we finish your math homework then you can pick whatever movie we watch, deal?"

"how about we watch a movie then we finish my homework" i say sitting up.

"You're not winning this argument sunshine" jj says picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.

"jj!" i say slapping his back

"shit, y/n don't hit there on my back" jj says setting me down

"sorry jj" I said, kissing his cheek "your dad again?" He looks away and sits on the chair again. He shakes his head and pulls me to sit on his lap. "Just stop talking about it" jj says grabbing my pencil "let's just finish this then we can watch your movie yea?"

"yea" I say, grabbing the pencil and continuing my homework. jj puts his head on my shoulder and points out where i go wrong.

"There you go, you're finally done, now let's watch the movie you wanted to watch" jj says pressing his lips against my shoulder. I nod my head and stand up walking towards my bed.

"what movie are we watching" he says standing up walking towards my bed

"the mighty ducks, the first one though, you've never seen them before" i tell him laying down

"That's because I have no interest in those movies," jj says, putting his head on my stomach. I smile at him and run my fingers through his hair while turning on my laptop that sometimes doesn't turn on.

"They all look so young and since it's near the end we can see them-" I say but look down to see JJ asleep. I shake my head and get up to grab a glass of water. i go to the kitchen and see john b, kiara, sarah and pope talking

"y/n! just because your dating my best friend doesn't mean you get to keep him 24/7" john b tells me walking towards the kitchen

"this is the first time we hung out alone jb, you guys are always in the room making sure we don't do shit" i say taking a sip out of my water bottle

"what's that on your neck?" john b says going into protective brother mode and checking my neck out

"birthmark dumbass, and if i were to have a hickey it would be in a place that wouldn't be shown" i smirk at john b, he looks at me with a disgusted face. jj walks out of my room and towards me wrapping an arm around my waist

"you left me" jj whispers in my ear and kisses the back of my head

"i know, john b held me up complaining that i took you away" i whisper back "come on let's go watch the rest of the movie"

"keep the sound to a minimum" kie yells looking at us then at john b

"no closed door! keep it opened" john b says to us. I scoff and grab jjs hand walking towards my bedroom. jj takes this as a chance to smack my ass

"jj maybank!" i say laughing, he just smiles at me and kisses my forehead

"gross jj that's my sister" john b complains walking over to where sarah is.

"oh please you do worse with sarah" y/n looks at her brother

𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴_ 𝘰𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥

"good evening y/n/n! get up we have dinner plans" JJ says jumping on top of me, I let out a slight groan. this is the happiest i've seen him in awhile

"what's wrong y/n" jj asks, getting off of you and sitting beside you.

"Probably the fact you just jumped on top of me but what do you have planned today?" I ask him, turning to face him.

"You'll find out later, now get ready" he says, kissing your forehead. I nod my head and push him out of the room.

"c'mon y/n why can't i stay" jj whines

"that would be a bit perverted j" i say looking up at him

"nothing i haven't seen before" jj says smirking and walking out of your room. i scoff and shake my head grabbing something to wear

"Can you tell me where we're going now?" I ask as I walk down the stairs.

"You have to wait to see pretty lady" he says, walking over and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"What car are we taking?" I asked, grabbing his hand and walking towards my front door.

"The twinkie broke down so my bike" he says smiling.

"cool cool, promise me you won't try to kill me this time?" i joke

"that was one time y/n, i'm not gonna kill you" he says getting on the bike. I sat behind him wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my cheek against his back.

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We make it to a hill looking thing when jj stops his bike "okay, so we're close but you need to put on a blindfold" jj says handing me a blindfold. I hesitate to take it but end up wrapping it around my eyes.

"Are you sure you're not planning to murder me?" i ask gripping onto his arm

"one, why would i muder you, two, your hurting my arm" he says. i loosen my grip on his arm walking with him. we walk for a bit longer when jj stops us.

"okay, take the blindfold off" jj says standing behind me. I pull the blindfold up onto my forehead and smile at the sight in front of me. jj steps in front of me and starts rambling

"i know it's not that special but the twinkie I thought would be a good place I guess, but we can also sit in the field and-" I cut him off by kissing him, he kissed me back after a few seconds of realizing what happened.

"it's beautiful j, thank you" i say walking towards the twinkie seeing it has fairy lights on it and blankets covering the hard floor

"So you like it?" jj asks, putting his hands in his pockets.

"yes jj, it's perfect thank you" i say hugging him. he lets out a sigh of relief and hugs me back.

"okay let's eat before it all goes bad" jj says leading me into the van.

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After a while me & JJ decided to pack everything up and ride back to my house.

"thank you for today j" i say walking up to my front door

"yeah, uh your mom home?" jj asks scratching the back of his neck

"She's working, you can stay over if you want" I say knowing what he's hinting at. He looks at me with a grateful smile and walks me inside. We walk upstairs to my bedroom and I throw him a pair of sweatpants that I stole from him.

"It gets cold in here" I say grabbing a pair of shorts and a hoodie for myself, he nods his head and I walk into the bathroom to get changed. I do whatever I do at night and walk into my bedroom seeing jj already picking a tv show. I lightly laugh to myself and get into bed next to him. He puts his head on my chest and turns on the show we watch together

"i love you" he says randomly looking like he regret it right afterwards

𝘾𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙨 : 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙨_ 𝙤𝙣 𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐲/𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐉𝐉 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭

"JJI DON'T feel well i've told you multiple times" y/n mumbled putting her face into the pillows. jj scoffed and pulled the pillow away from her

"hun i know you don't like parties but c'mon, john b is gonna be there, kie, sarah, pope" jj said sitting beside you on the bed. you sigh and walk over to the dresser

"i'm showing up in leggings and a hoodie" y/n said grabbing a pair of leggings and jjs hoodie

"i don't care what you wear" jj said with a goofy smile "as long as your coming"

you change into your outfit and jj takes you out to his motorcycle

"jj if i ride this i'll puke" you say shaking your head

"we're taking my car"

"don't be dramatic" jj says sitting in the passenger seat of your car. you make sure the music is down so your head doesn't explode.

one of jjs favorite songs came on and he cranked the radio. you slapped his hand and turned it down.

"jj i have a headache leave the music down" you say turning into the chateaus driveway. jj nods and the group piles into your car.

it didn't take long to get to the bonfire, once you guys made it you went your separate ways.

it was an hour into the party and you haven't drank or smoked anything. you weren't feeling well at all.

jj held you in his arms as the two of you swayed to the music.

"jj i really don't feel well" you mumbled feeling your eyes getting heavy. you vaguely remember what happened next.

"y/n" jjs voice was faint but recognizable "hey love, come on"

"jj what happened" john b said running over "dude is she okay"

"i don't know john b" jj snapped. people started surrounding you and jj told all of them to go away.

"jj she needs to go home" kiara said.

"I already know that" jj snapped again. He was worried, he should've believed you.

he didn't wanna move you until you woke up.

"jj" you mumble. He let out a sigh of relief and helped you slowly stand up.

you stumble a bit but jj holds you steady.

"I just wanna go home" you whisper leaning into his chest. jj nods and walks you to your car. John b, pope and kie followed close behind.

"drop us off at the chateau, i can drive those two home" john b said. JJ nodded and took the trio to John B's place.

it didn't take long to get back to your place, jj was speeding so that could be a factor too.

"Do you need anything? '' JJ asked once he got you into bed. He already got Advil and water and put it on the nightstand.

you shake your head and jj lays beside you. he holds

you tightly and kiss the back of your head.

"I'm so sorry I didn't believe you" jj whispered. you turn to face him and cup his face

"Can you let go of me? It's really hot" you joked. jj shook

his head and held you closer to him "last time i let you go you passed out so no" jj laughed.

𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬:  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬𝟏𝟎𝟏 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀/𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲

I walked into the chateau and close the door quietly knowing John b and jj were probably still asleep and hungover from the party last night at the boneyard.l went over to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water and some Advil for their headache I was heading towards the-I heard something which sounded like someone was being sick i glance over to to the bathroom door wide open and I see a very hungover John B with his head over the toilet.

"Well you look like shit" I said to John B

"Good morning to you too y/n"

"I bought you some Advil" I smiled at the poor boy

"Thanks"

"Where's'-"

"Guest bedroom"

"Well that's not a surprise"

I decided to head towards the guest room the room that jj claims to be his I slowly open the door to see a sleeping jj laying on his stomach shirtless the sun shined through the window beaming warm light onto his skin making him look so perfect.I have always had a crush on jj for years but I'm 100% sure he doesn't have feelings for me I mean look at me I'm not nearly as pretty as the girls he hooks up with.I placed the Advil and water on the bedside table and jumped on the bed attempting to wake jj up.Uhhhhh how is he still sleeping this boy can sleep through I hurricane. So I tried lightly shaking jj then I heard a loud groan.

"What the hell do you want John b" the boy growled "it's not John b its your favorite pouge"

"Pope?"

"Hahahah so funny jj"I rolled my eyes

He chuckled then he looked down I was wondering what he was looking at then I realised I was straddling him. I quickly jumped off of him as I feel heat rise on my cheeks. He looks at me with a huge smirk on his face.

"I-I bought you some Advil and water"I pointed to the bedside table he smiled and said "thanks princess"Oh god I'm blushing even harder now I said a quick bye and rushed out the room so try and save some of the Dignity I have left.I close the door and I saw John b in the kitchen and waved to him.

"Y/n why do you look like a tomato?"

"Shut up John b your not helping" I sass back

"Someone's grumpy "I send a glare at him

"Come on we need to pick Sarah pope and kie tell jj to

"You tell him" I said quickly not wanting him to see my already red face

"hurry up and get dressed"

"Okayyyyy someones acting strange this morning" Before i can say anything he walks off to go tell jj to hurry up i went to go sit on the porch while waiting for the boys and hopefully my face gets a little less red.A couple of minutes later the boys walk out ready we all head to the dock before I jump into the boat jj offers me a hand which I thank him for so I don't fall flat on my face like a did last time but that's a story for next time. Eventually the whole group is here on the boat sharing beers and talking. I was talking to jj until kie started taking her clothes of to go for a swim all the boys were staring at kie,me and kie are completely different she is slimmer and she perfect but I'm the complete opposite my flaws are distinctive and far from perfect.I was ripped out of my thoughts when I hear my name.

"Y/n! Y/n! Are you getting in"jj asks

"Yeah y/n come the water feels so nice" kie says I hear laughter from pope John b and Sarah as they are messing around splashing water everywhere.

"Um... no I think I'm just going to say here"I don't want them to see me wearing a bikini as it will show how big my thighs look compared to kie's. Jj looks at me weirdly.

"But it's like 90 degrees y/n" pope says

"I don't feel very well" I try to think of a lie to get them to stop asking

"We can go back to the chateau if you want (y/n)" John b questions sending me a Reassuring smile

"Yes please"

Everyone gets on the boat and we head back to the chateau. I feel tears threatening to spill not only am I ugly but I just ruined the whole day for my friends.l can feel jj's glare on me the whole time. Finally we get back to the chateau and I run in not wanting anyone to see my cry so I go into the closest room I can find and close the door my vision is blurry as tears run down my cheeks then just my luck the door opened and jj was stand there look at me my body sitting in the corner of the room head in hands. He sighs and closes the door and comes closer to me the closer he gets the muffled cries he hears get louder. Jj sits directly in front of me,legs crossed and asks softly "why are you crying y/n"

I don't respond so he gently takes my hands off my face and wipes the tears off my cheeks with the pads of his thumb. He keeps both hands on my face slowly Caressing my cheeks and repeats the questions

"what are you crying"

"Why do I have to be so ugly jj"my voice comes out hoarse from the crying. Jj's heart broke hearing about how the girls he loves thinks about herself. Jj pulls me into his lap and whispers in my ear

"your the most beautiful smart and talented girl that has ever stepped foot on this earth" I look up at him and sniffled

"really"

𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵'𝘴: 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴_ 𝘖𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

𝐣𝐣 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲/𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞. 

𝐲/𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐣𝐣𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 

𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐲/𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝. 

𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 

𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬, 𝐲/𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐲

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠. 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.

𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 

𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤? 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲/𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐲/𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡

"𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛! 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧 "𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝"

"𝐣𝐣, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭" 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦

"𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰? 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩

"𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧" 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 "𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞".

 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩.

 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐣𝐣 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩

"𝐣-𝐣𝐣! 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠-𝐣𝐣!" 𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩. 

𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠.

"𝐢-𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐲/𝐧, 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦" 𝐣𝐣 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭. 

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. "𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐣" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞.

"𝐢 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦" 𝐣𝐣 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬 

"𝐡-𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝"

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭. 

"𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫" 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 "𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭"

"𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐣, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲

 "𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣"

"𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐲/𝐧" 𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫.

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐣𝐣𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞.

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠" 𝐣𝐣 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 "𝐢'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲"

"𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐣" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 "𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝"

𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁 : 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀𝘇 𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱

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𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝘿𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙔 𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆, 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠, 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 (𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜) 𝙪𝙣𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐉𝐉'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐉𝐉 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 '𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥' 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐉 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭... 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤.

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

𝐉𝐉 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤,

"𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐘/𝐍 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮? 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰!"

"𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐧! 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲."

"𝐘𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.

𝐈 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐁'𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐉𝐉 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥.

𝐈 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐉𝐉

"𝐉𝐉 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?"

𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐌𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐉 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.

"𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐊𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭... 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭. 

"𝐉𝐉 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧..." 𝐈 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬.

"𝐎𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐉𝐉 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠" 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲.

"𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐞. 

𝐈 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

"𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲. 𝐃𝐨 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲?"

"𝐉𝐉 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧?"

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?"

"𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬. 

𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲𝐬. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲. 

𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐰.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲.

𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫, "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?"

"𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠."

𝐌𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬. 

"𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲.

 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬.

"𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞." 𝐉𝐉 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨.

𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐱. 𝐏𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭.

𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐠-𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞.

𝐌𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐉𝐉'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐦𝐠!"

"𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥."

"𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥?"

"𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐲..." 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞.

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞.

"𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲!" 𝐈 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞.

𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 : 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴101 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝑱𝒋 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚/𝒏

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸 

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 🌊 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲 🌊 𝐈 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐲.𝐈 𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐬

"𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨?! 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨?! 𝐘/𝐧?!"

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜

"𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫"

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐣 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮" "𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐨𝐤 𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝟓, 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝?"

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧" 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐞𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛.

"𝐇𝐢 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬-"

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐣 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐣𝐣'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲" 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐣 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐣 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡.𝟏𝟎 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐣 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐣 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐣𝐣'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲" 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐣 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐣 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡.𝟏𝟎 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐣 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐣 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬. 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐣 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 '𝐡𝐢𝐬' 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡.

"𝐉𝐣 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬."

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟" 𝐈 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐈 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐣 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲

"𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞"

"𝐉𝐣-"

"𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞" 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐣 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐣 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠

"𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭"

𝐒𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐈𝐝𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 : 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 "𝐉 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠" 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.

"𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤" 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. "𝐌𝐦𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨" 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐫𝐢𝐤 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. "𝐈𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨" 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬.

𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬" 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 "𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢". 𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭.