#how they react

★ shisui, itachi, sasuke, obito

✯ 🇸 🇭 🇮 🇸 🇺 🇮 ✯

- Shisui is fast. the moment he hears you were hurt, he moves, searching every battlefield and ruined village he passed.

- when he finds you, he feels his heart squeeze. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm here. I got you," he reassured you, but he was mostly trying to reassure it to himself.

- he lifted you into his arms gently and carefully to avoid causing you anymore harm

- he tries his best to keep his composure, but there's a light shake in his voice that gives him away. "im sorry" is all you say after you could muster up the energy to talk

- "you really scared me, you know that?" he pressed his forehead to yours before taking off once again and not stopping once until you got to safety and taken care of.

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- as soon as the news hit his ears, he was gone in a blur. he began panicking as he searched every possible place you could've been. a thousand thoughts were going through his mind in such a short period of time

- the idea of you being alone, in pain, is enough to make him feel like his heart was about to split. every second he couldn't find you was agonizing and only made him speed up.

- when he finally spots to you, his breath caught in his throat, and he sped towards you, praying you were alive

- he kneels beside you and cups your face, "Thank God," he kept repeating to himself. he kept staring at you, scanning over your face and body just to reassure himself you were alive.

- he picks you up as gentle as he could, being as delicate as he could with you. he takes you to get medical help and doesn't let you leave his sight for a looooong time after.

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- the moment he hears what happened, his calm demeanor instantly changed, only slightly, but enough for those who know him to notice.

- he disappears without a word, using his sharingan to look over the last place he knew you were at, his heart pounding faster and harder than he'd like to admit.

- when he finally finds you battered and barely conscious, he immediately sweeps you up. wiping your hair, dirt and any dust off your face.

- "i won't leave you again." is all he says as he feels his heart race, he slowly picks her up, bridal style, as she lets her head hang back in exhaustion, itachi's heart tightened at the sight.

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- when someone tells him that youre injured his eyes immediately swirl into the familiar red flares, "where?" he snapped, his voice cold and sharp.

- when everyone says that they cant get contact or find her, he began to quietly panic to himself, trying to look as composed as he could in front of the others

- "go send out people to find her," he ordered quickly, taking off into a separate direction

- when he goes on his own path to find you, he sees you lying against a tree with your head back, panting for air.

-he almost appears at your side in less than a second, and when he sees you wounded and barely breathing, he dropped to his knees and looks at you, "who did this," he asked, the air around them thickening.

- when you laugh instead of answering, his face contorted into a confused look as you slowly begin talking, "You idiot, I just couldn't guard myself properly, i was already tired. its my fault"

Xavier

You sit on the rooftop, arms crossed, staring at the skyline. The weight of unspoken words presses against your chest, but you refuse to break the silence first. There's too much to say, too much to untangle, so you settle for watching the stars instead. The silence between you stretches like the night sky. It gnaws at you, a weight heavier than the quiet itself. Xavier leans against the railing, fishing rod in hand, pretending not to notice, but you know he does. He always does.

"You know," he says after a while, "silence is a good hunting tactic. But you’re not exactly hunting me, are you?"

You don’t respond.

Xavier exhales through his nose, reels in his empty line, and without a word, hands over a small package, your favorite snack. Then, he turns away, letting the quiet settle between you.

You glance at the package, sigh, and finally mutter, "You’re annoying."

Xavier smirks. "And you just lost the game."

A chuckle escapes you before you can stop it. He knew exactly how to break your silence without pushing. That was his way, subtle, patient, and completely infuriating.

He casts his line again, the sound of water rippling filling the air. "You wanna talk about it?" he asks, eyes focused on the river below.

You hesitate, then shake your head. "Not yet."

"Alright," he says, and that's enough for now.

Zayne

The clinic is empty, save for the quiet beeping of machines. You sit on the examination table, arms folded, lips sealed.

Zayne checks your vitals, his expression unreadable. His fingers linger just a second longer than necessary, his brow furrowing ever so slightly. You shift under his touch, a flicker of irritation crossing your mind, but you refuse to let it show. Instead, you keep your gaze locked on the sterile white walls, feigning indifference even as your pulse betrays you beneath his fingertips. His fingers linger just a second longer than necessary, his brow furrowing ever so slightly. You wonder if he’s debating whether to press further or let you stew in silence. "You can ignore me all you want, but you can’t ignore your health. Any dizziness? Shortness of breath?" Silence.

He sighs, scribbles something on his clipboard, and then places a wrapped candy beside you.

"I’ll be here when you’re ready." He turns to leave, only to hear the crinkle of candy wrapping behind him.

A small victory.

But he doesn’t leave. Instead, he leans against the counter, arms crossed, watching you with an unreadable gaze. "I know you think shutting me out makes it easier. But bottling things up? It just makes the pressure worse."

You roll the candy between your fingers, eyes fixed on the floor. "I’m not bottling things up. I just don’t want to talk."

Zayne nods. "Fair enough. But just so you know, I’m not going anywhere."

Rafayel

The art studio is a mess of paint and unfinished canvases. You sit in the corner, arms crossed, glaring at nothing. Rafayel continues painting, swirling colors together, pretending not to notice.

After a while, he sighs dramatically. "Ah, I see, I’ve become a mere ghost in your presence. Tragic."

You remain silent.

Rafayel dips his fingers into the paint and, without warning, smears a streak of color onto your cheek.

"Oops. My hand slipped."

You gasp, eyes wide, and Rafayel grins. "Welcome back to the land of the living."

Your fingers brush over the paint, lips twitching. "I hate you."

He laughs, a warm, rich sound. "You love me."

Sylus

The underground hideout is eerily quiet. You refuse to acknowledge Sylus, which only seems to amuse him. He circles you like a predator playing with prey.

"This is new. Silent rebellion, is it?" His voice drips with amusement.

You remain still, unmoved.

Sylus suddenly leans in, whispering near your ear, "You’ll break soon. I’ll make sure of it." A shiver crawls down your spine, but you keep your face neutral, refusing to give him the satisfaction. He chuckles, sensing your discomfort, reveling in the tension between you.

You clench your jaw but refuse to react.

Then, he smirks and pulls out your favorite book, flipping through it lazily. "I wonder what happens next… Oh wait, I could just read it aloud..."

"Don’t you dare."

Sylus chuckles. "There you are."

Caleb

You sit on the couch, arms folded, eyes locked onto the ceiling. Caleb plops down beside you, nudging your shoulder.

"What’s this? The silent treatment?" No response. "You know I’m not above tickling you, right?"

You stiffen but stay quiet.

Caleb sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Fine. Be that way. But just so you know, I’m gonna sit here and suffer in silence too."

He dramatically flops against you, resting his full weight.

After a moment, you groan. "You’re heavy."

Caleb grins. "And you just broke."

You shove at him, but he only leans in further. "You okay, though?"

His voice is softer this time, and you realize he’s actually worried. You sigh. "Yeah. Just needed a moment."

"Take all the time you need," he says. "Just don’t expect me to leave."

Luke & Kieran

You walk through the dimly lit corridors of the N109 base, ignoring the mischievous duo trailing behind.

"So," Luke whispers to Kieran, "what do we do when they won’t talk?"

Kieran smirks. "Annoy them until they snap."

Luke gasps dramatically, clutching his chest as if wounded. You narrow your eyes, crossing your arms, but he only hams it up further, staggering back like he’s been struck. Kieran watches with barely contained amusement, while you fight the urge to roll your eyes. "Unbelievable," you mutter under your breath, but the corner of your mouth betrays you with the slightest twitch. "I can’t believe you would abandon us like this! Have we meant nothing to you?" You glance at him, unimpressed, but he only leans in closer, eyes shimmering with mock betrayal.

You keep walking.

Kieran rubs his chin. "Guess we’ll have to stage a tragedy. Luke, quick, pretend you’re dying."

Luke flops onto the floor, clutching his chest with an exaggerated gasp. He squints up at you dramatically before whispering, "Tell my mother I love her—"

You stop walking, rolling your eyes. "You don’t have a mother."

Luke peeks open one eye, then grins. "Victory!"

how childish!reader will react if killer!rafe yell at her

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He screams.

And it pierces her. Clean. Like a stab in the gut.

"Fuck, stop that bullshit for two seconds! Can't you see my head's not in it?! "

Yet she had done nothing wrong, she was just being herself. Maybe too much for rafe at that moment. She didn't straighten him out. She just stands there, frozen, her eyes round, her arms flailing.

Her heart is pounding too hard. But her face doesn't move.

Not a tear. Not a word.

He looks at her, breathless, tense. And she just nods, gently.

"All right... " she says, low. Too low.

Then she turns on her heels, quietly.

Almost politely.

She doesn't run. She doesn't slam the door. She climbs the stairs like a well-behaved little girl. Just as she's been taught.

Don't make any noise. Don't bother. Don't show your pain.

Rafe says nothing. He thinks she's going to pout at him.That she'll look away for two hours and come back with a hug, like always.

But he doesn't know what she's hiding in her room.

She gently closes the door. Sits on the edge of the bed. Keeps her hands firmly in her lap.

And then, without a sound, it creaks.

Her shoulders tremble, her tears flow, silently at first , then she stifles a sob in her sweater. Like she used to do when she was little. When her parents screamed.

Because she's always believed that if you cry in front of people, they leave. Or they hit. Or they scream louder. When she had to behave, even if everything inside screamed too.

She cries into her cushion. Tears you don't show anyone. Not even the one you love.

And right now, even though she knows Rafe isn't like that, her body doesn't care. He panics like it was only yesterday. Like it was still at her parents' house. As if she were six years old and shouldn't cry.

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PART 1 (not proofread I’m sorry)

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

“Azul, I know you’re busy with work right now but,” you paused and stared at your feet, the eye contact was killing you and the way he tilted his head at you made your knees feel weak “I just had to come and tell you that I really like you!”

Did the twins perhaps set you up for this? No there was no way, you wouldn’t agree to a prank like that. He never would have imagined you would confess to him, and at the lounge as well. He liked you too of course, it didn’t take a genius to notice the way he flinched anytime you touched him or the oh so faint blush that would dust his face when he made you smile or laugh. Of course he accepted your feelings! He tried his best to seem composed in that moment but you could tell he was flushed.

“W-why it took you long enough to confess!” (He had no idea you felt the same) “why not we plan a date then, no contract needed of course.” He said with an awkward chuckle that made your heart skip a beat. Though he tried to maintain his calm and cool demeanor, the way he looked at you betrayed the fact that he was as giddy as a teenage girl.

Jade Leech

You asked to meet Jade after a class you had together and you met him in one of the empty school hallways.

“Erm, I know that this isn’t exactly the most romantic setting, but I just couldn’t hold my feelings in much longer. I really like you and I wanted to know if you’d go on a date with me.” You had told him with limited eye contact and twiddling thumbs

He smiled the whole time as he watched the way you anxiously confessed to him. You were just so cute to him, of course he did already know you liked him but he just loved to watch you squirm so, naturally, he hadn’t said anything. In fact he would go out of his way to subtly mess with you in class.

“I accept your proposal, I’d love to go on a date with you. Though it was fun watching my dear prefect blush at every little action I did.” He mused, placing his hand to his chest. He loved seeing your reaction, even now.

“Y-you knew? How long did you know?” You stumbled out.

“I imagine the whole time, it was quite obvious.” He said to you with a tilt to his head. This man would be the death of you but at least you knew he shared the same feelings you did!

Floyd Leech

“Awww shrimpy came to my basketball game! You’re so cute~” Floyd teased with that same tone in his voice that made you wanna turn into a puddle. He squeeze your cheeks with his fingers while giving you a toothy grin.

“Um, Floyd-“ you could barely say before he finally decided to stop pinching you, “I came because I wanted to tell you that, uh well, I like you, like as more than friends.” you were met by a brief silence before you gave you as big wide-eyed smile. He hugged you and picked you up with a big squeeze which made you feel like you could pop.

“Oh shrimpy you’re so cute! I wish I could squish you like a bug!” He laughed while he continued squeezing you and swinging you around. He still reeked of sweat and rubber from his game. Your face flushed and your heart sank, was he making fun of you? Did he not like you back? He finally put you down, still smirking but the look dropped when he noticed your sullen expression “what’s wrong?”

“You just- do you like me back?” You questioned sadly

“Mmm I don’t know, if I didn’t like you would I do this?” He quickly grabbed your face and placed a quick kiss on your lips that made your heart race before he began to laugh again “Ahaha! Shrimpy you’re almost as red as that goldfish!”

You notice someone close to you has been injured. Perhaps without their knowledge, or they tried to hide it from you, knowing you would worry. Whether they fight your assistance or welcome your care, you pull them aside and right their wounds.

Characters: -Daemon, Jacaerys, Lucerys, Harwin, Rhaenyra, Baela- -Aemond, Aegon, Criston Cole, Larys, Alicent, Helaena-

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭: (𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧, 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢.)

(𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟑 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝)

WARNING! : slight angst, very sad, mention of death, getting eaten/ crushed.

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𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫

𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝..

𝐀𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞..

-𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲. 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐘/𝐧 𝐢𝐬, 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 “𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞” 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐢𝐫.

(𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞)

𝐀𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝. 𝐑𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐎𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐦𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝?

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞.

-𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦! 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭!

- 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧! 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫/𝐡𝐢𝐦!

- 𝐈𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝, 𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛, 𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝!

𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬. ( 𝐒𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜)

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧, 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬/ 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧. 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐥. 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.. 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡.

𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭

𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧. 𝐀𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 “𝐘/𝐍, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝”. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠s 𝐭𝐨, 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 : 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚.

𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟏𝟎% 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞t, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝟏𝟎𝟎% 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥. 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆!

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞.

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬!

𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐨.

- 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨?

- 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦? 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩? 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤.

𝐍𝐨. 𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬..

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤.

𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡..

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

𝐀𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭.

𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝..

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞!

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔!? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭!?

𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰.. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐬𝐞 “𝐨𝐝𝐦 𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐫“ 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡.

𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧..

𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐝, 𝐧𝐨. 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 “𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬”...

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𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐬.

𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝟐𝟒/𝟕.

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- 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞! 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰!

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞.

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫.

𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬..

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧...

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭.

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐞.

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧..

𝐓𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞. 𝐓𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐬 “𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧” 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲?

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐧𝐨𝐰.

𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦.🤍

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How Darkiplier, Antisepticeye and Warfstache react to you being forgetful

ART BY( Anastasia Goldyn)

Dark:

He tries to come up with solutions for you, a few included making you write lists of things you needed to remember but when you forget the lists somewhere he just bought you an assistant to help remember things for you but they ended up getting so frustrated with your forgetfulness they accidentally raised their voice to you in front of Dark, you barley managed to hold Dark off long enough for them to run away, that's what he let you think happened anyway.

Now he just helps you himself, it'll be the cutest thing, you ask if he's seen your pen and he'll point to your pocket or you'll ask if he knows what day you were meant to go to the doctors but he's already helping you with your coat because it's today in an hour.

Warfstache:

Wilford is very independent and doesn't like attachments but when he started to spend more time with you he realised you have an extremely bad memory so he just ignores it and takes you away from responsibility all the time, you never spend enough time somewhere to build a routine but if it really comes down to it he'll write whatever you need to remember on your arm with a vibrant pink pen he keeps in his back pocket at all times. It's even scented with strawberries which makes you smile. He will never talk about it if anyone asks him.

Antisepticeye: