noirdeoro

▋𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 “𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭” 𝐢𝐧 𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒆: 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂 𝒙 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬. 

▋𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞. 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞’𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭-𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐬, 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 

▋𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡: “𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦!” 

▋𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬:  “𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.” 

▋𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞.  𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞. 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦: 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐲. “𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭” 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬. 

▋𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐥𝐝-𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐬. 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭. 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞. 

▋𝐬𝐨 “𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭” 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞. 

▋𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 

▋𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, “𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭” 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞/𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞: 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟑, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟐

𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞: 𝐍𝐨; 𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭’𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐢𝐦, 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦.

𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟑, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟐.

𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐬, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟑, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟏

𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐚: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞? 𝐃𝐨, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭; 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬; 𝐎𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐰𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐦, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐠, 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐬.

𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐬, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟑, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟏.

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝟒𝟔

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞’𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭’𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭: 𝐀𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬; 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭’𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.

𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝟒𝟔.

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝟗𝟓

𝐎, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲’𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞! 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞; 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐥𝐥-𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞

𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝟗𝟓.

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝟏𝟑𝟗

𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝’𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨’𝐞𝐫-𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬’𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐞?

𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝟏𝟑𝟗.

𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐭𝐡 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟐, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟑

𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐡: 𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐅𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐡: 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞.

𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐭𝐡 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟐, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟑.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟏, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟐

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐨: 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞! 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥; 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞! 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞.

𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟏, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟐.

▋𝐬𝐨, 𝐲𝐞𝐬: 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 “𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭” 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

“𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓…”

Because there is this whole unbearable little gap there, isn’t there? Claire survives Raccoon City with Leon and Sherry, and for one brief, impossible moment, they are almost a family, or at least the kind of temporary end-of-the-world family people become when they have seen the same monsters and are still alive at sunrise. And then she has to leave them.

She has to leave Leon, who is probably one of the only people on earth who can understand what just happened to her without her having to translate it into normal-people language. She has to leave Sherry, a child she helped protect, a child who has already been abandoned and used and hurt by adults who were supposed to love her. And Claire still goes, because Chris is out there somewhere, and because loving people in Claire’s world keeps meaning that she has to choose which absence she can live with.

Claire is nineteen. She is not some hardened, untouchable action hero who keeps going because nothing reaches her. She keeps going because everything does. She cares about Sherry. She cares about Leon. She cares about Chris. She cares so much it keeps turning into movement.

And I really hope the remake lets that land. I hope we see the split. I hope we see that moment where Claire has to walk away from the people she just survived hell with, not because she doesn’t love them, but because she does, and because there is still someone else she loves waiting to be found.

it’ll be anarchy if D.I.J. isn’t there. ANARCHY. that is Claire’s #1 fan. it followed her from rockfort to antarctica, witnessed the horrors, saw her throw a tyrant out of a plane, and said: yes, that’s a valkyrie. frankly D.I.J. understood her before most did.

CLAIRE REDFIELD NATION RISE. ASHFORD SICKOS RISE. GOTHIC BIOHAZARD PSYCHOSEXUAL FAMILY THEATER RISE. WESKER ENTERING ROOMS LIKE HE PAYS RENT IN EVERYONE’S NERVOUS SYSTEM RISE.

I AM CRYING. I AM LAUGHING. I AM NOT NORMAL. I WILL NEVER BE NORMAL AGAIN.

the resident evil fandom has been fascinating because i’ve played these games forever, but i’ve only been interacting with the fandom for about a year tops and within my first couple months on ao3 someone apparently made an entire account just to leave kudos on one of my fics under a name calling me a “liar and coward,” then immediately deactivated.

no message. no context. just a little insult tossed through my window like a brick. truly. a drive-by insult. a hit-and-run kudos. lol i still have no idea what i did to provoke this, which somehow makes it funnier.