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𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖:
Rowan
𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖:
November
𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖:
Spencer
𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤:
Rory, Spencer
𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤:
Rowan--red (No significance)
November--her birth month (her mom wasn't very creative to say the least)
Spencer--an occupational name
𝕡𝕙𝕪𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕘𝕖:
17
𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕘𝕖:
24
𝕓𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣:
Female
𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕤:
She/Her
𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪:
Pansexual (Closeted)

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𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕞:
Margaret Qualley
𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖:
Rory is on the scrawnier side for a woman. She's either scowling or smirking, there is no in-between. She has a toned physique, not super muscular but not flabby either. Rory has plump, full lips, wide eyes, and a heart shaped face.
𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤:
Azure doe eyes with short lashes 
𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣:
Dark, rich mahogany colored layered hair that ends an inch below her collarbones
𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥:
5'6
𝕨𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥:
135 pounds
𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕤:
None at the moment
𝕡𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤:
She has her double helix pierced on her right ear, two lobe piercings on both, and her bellybutton is pierced.
𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕤:
Rory has many piercings from being a kid and getting hurt from fooling around. However, her most notable scars are the cigarette burns that mark her stomach, arms, and thighs. They are self-inflicted.
𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕗𝕚𝕥𝕤:
She does wear clothes that arent black, but her general style is layered clothing pairing tight fitted stuff with oversized.

𝕡𝕙𝕪𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕙:
Since she is a smoker, her lungs aren't faring very well. However, she has a healthy weight and no known health problems.

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𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪:
Rory is severely fucked up, and not in the cute, let's all pitch in to save the broken girl kind of fucked up.  She's hateful, selfish, impulsive, and appears to have an ego so massive an air strike couldn't deflate her self-esteem. It doesn't help that she has an impossibly dark sense of humor to accompany her defensive attitude. In all honesty, when it comes to her, it's like walking down a grassy hill--a hill that so happens to have bombs buried underneath it's soil that at any given moment will explode. She's the definition of trouble paired with her mastery of the art of self-destructive behavior. Rory has never cared about anyone; not herself, her parents, or any living thing for that matter. She has completely shut off deep, passionate emotions accept for carnal rage and loneliness. Moreover, Rory is incapable of connecting with people. Attachments scare her to the extent that she doesn't allow her to have any serious relations: friendships, romances, etc. Sure, she had her fair share of 'boyfriends', but she's never allowed herself to actually fall in love with anyone (platonically or romantically). In fact, she tends to use people as much as they use her. Rory is constantly searching for the next escape in order to distract herself from everything she can't control. The thing about Rory is that she needs to be in control of everything at all times, and when she isn't, she'll lash out until she can get some semblance of control back. Rory doesn't know how to let people in or how to trust others. She's a lone wolf, fiercely independent since birth, only knowing how to rely on herself. Rory's independence has caused her to surpass and outgrow her peers. She knows how to survive on her own. However, when it comes to her immaturity and inability to handle emotions, she's very far behind. Rory doesn't like emotions. Growing up, they always made her uncomfortable and feel threatened. So, she ignores them, knowing how feelings can get in the way of the decisions you have to makes, hoping that one day she can be completely numb and unaffected by her emotions. In her mind, the only way to see clearly is to not feel anything at all. You can never get hurt if you never let disappointment or betrayal affect you. So, the way to be invincible is to lack all feelings. However, all the retaining and bottling has turned her into a ticking time bomb mere seconds from imploding, blasting everyone around her to smithereens.
𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤:
Rory is a wild-child, and through her search to find the best escapes, she has grown attached to the following: smoking, drinking, sex, partying--really anything that can help her forget even if it's only for fleeting minutes. She likes hurting other people, feeling empty, being alone, reading, sad songs, and taking risks. Rory is a bit of an adrenaline junky, so any dangerous activity she'll partake in without any second thoughts to possible repercussions.
𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤:
Rory hates when she feels emotions, especially strong passionate ones since it makes her feel overwhelmed and out of control. As much as she likes to see other people suffer, she hates herself for getting satisfaction out of it. In general, she strongly detests herself even if it doesn't appear that way once you first meet her. She's embarrassed of her scars because she knows they're ugly and she shouldn't do them, but at the same time, she can't shake the habit. She hates being told what to do, being treated like a broken person, and most importantly, when people try to help her. She hates being alone as much as she seeks the isolation. She's terrified of being incapable of loving others or being unlovable. She hates mangoes, and games she can't win. Rory is a competitive person after all. SHE HATES MANGOES ABOVE EVERYTHING ELSE!

𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙𝕤:
Rory is a resourceful person, and she is a pro manipulator. Being extremely persuasive, she knows how to get what she wants, and her determination and stubbornness help her achieve the few goals she has. Rory is not a codependent person, so she knows how to be alone and isn't afraid to be (as long as it's momentarily; the thought of being forever alone terrifies her). She is resilient and knows how to get back up after she falls down.
𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤:
Rory shoves people away, especially those that are good for her. She's very bad at dealing with emotions, both her own and other peoples. She's very apathetic and can be hypocritical. Rory comes off very arrogant and self-centered. Furthermore, she doesn't know how to ask for help when she needs it because her pride gets in the way of everything.
𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤:
For as much as she likes being alone, Rory also fears it. The thought of being alone forever terrifies her, reasonably so. This fear causes her to hurt other people because she doesn't want to be the only person consumed with so much pain.
If she ever loved someone, let herself that is, she'd be terrified of rejection. Rory doesn't know how to trust herself because she believes that everything she touches turns into a fucked up mess just like her. So, all the good things she intentionally destroys because she wouldn't want to let someone she loved down.
Rory is terrified that she is incapable of loving someone else or being loved, and that there's truly something wrong with her that no one can actually fix.
𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤:
Rory is a remarkably unremarkable person. She has no hidden talents. Everything she does is mediocre.
𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕤:
Rory is quick to judge other people and is incredibly critical of herself and other people. She shoves people away too soon, and she doesn't know how to let people in. This causes her to end things prematurely out of fear of attachment.
𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕣𝕜𝕤:
She'll fill her cheeks with air and let it out slowly when she's feel beyond angry. Her glare is cold enough to make someone shiver, and she uses it frequently.
Rory curses often and she can be very vulgar so much so that she can make a sailor blush.
Her eyebrows always narrow right before she's going to insult someone, and she runs her tongue across her teeth when she's shocked.
When she's scared or overwhelmed, she will clench and unclench her fists.
𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕙:
Rory is bipolar and suffers from anxiety. However, the anxiety is due to her bipolar disorder.

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𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪:
Her mother got knocked up and gave birth to Rory at nineteen. Her father was an active part of the family until Rory was three, and he left her mom. They never got married, and her mother's manic episodes proved to be too taxing for the dreamer. In all honesty, Eric was too immature to fit the mold of a settled man. He had his own issues, but instead of dealing with them, he chose to entertain the fantasies in his own head than face reality. When times were good, they were great. And usually, Eric was the rock whenever he resurfaced in Rory's life. When he left her mom, he'd leave and return randomly for extensive periods of time. He'd have no contact with Rory during the periods when he was absent (except for the occasional unaddressed postcard), so she'd never really know what he was up to until he randomly appeared on their doorstep unannounced. Eric is an alcoholic and doesn't know how to keep a steady job, so he travels frequently in the hopes of finding work until he has his 'big break'. He firmly believes that one day he'll be the next Elton John. His contract to a label is almost finished, he'd explain to Rory, just before he'd make some excuse as to why he'd have to leave again. Rory's mother, similar to her father, lacked a steady job and income. However, her case wasn't due to the fact she was scared to grow up and face reality, but to the bipolar disorder she and her daughter both share. Growing up, her mother's palpable loneliness drew her to men, and she had the reputation of a leg-spreader. Her mother could be cruel, but she could also make you feel like you were on top of the world, as though you were the most important person in her life. She constantly made it evident that she could strip you down and build your confidence back up again. Rory's younger sister came into the  picture when her mother was with Alex, a boyfriend whom she had had for about a year and half. Once he found out she was pregnant, he bounced with the excuse that he wasn't ready to be a father. In reality, he didn't want to be tied down to Emerson of all people. He frequently visits his daughter, Delilah, because he truly loves her and wants the best for her. Rory was diagnosed with bipolar disorder in sixth grade, but she has only actually gone to therapy a few times. She dealt and deals with a lot of abuse, most of which she doesn't recognize as abuse. The sad thing is that half the time she goes searching for people who will abuse her, but it's simply a biproduct of how she was raised. Her sense of normalcy is being neglected, mistreated, and used. She couldn't ever imagine living an other way.
𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪:
Emerson Spencer--mother age 37 (currently works as a secretary for a real-estate company). She is extremely bipolar and while Rory grew up, she had many encounters with her mother's boy toys that were bad news.
Eric Lawrence--deadbeat dad (doesn't really know his age since he doesn't stay in contact) He was in and out of Rory's life, involved for a time before leaving inexplicably to god knows where.
Delilah Hope Spencer--younger sister, age 15. She's pretty much the golden child. However, it's not because she's trying to undercut Rory, but because she strives to do everything in her willpower to not turn out like her mother. Delilah wants to make a better life for herself, whereas Rory just tries to get by and forget. Rory is equally jealous of her sister and overprotective of her.
𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤:
Friends? This girl? She doesn't do friendships, and people know not to befriend her. She has a reputation for being batshit crazy, especially with her terribly impulsive personality. The last time she had a friend, a good, true friend, she made out with her boyfriend intentionally. Rory can't let a good thing be in her life. She has acquaintances, people she'll party or smoke with, but no real friends.
𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕖𝕤:
It would be easier to pose the question: who isn't her enemy? Rory generally pisses off a lot of people due to her nature. She likes making people angry and sabotaging things. The most notable person she's pissed off is Jennifer Lynn. Jen stuck alongside her all throughout middle school and was honestly the only constant in Rory's life. That is, until a party freshman year when Rory decided to end their friendship by making out with Jennifer's boyfriend, Colin, right in front of her. She'll tell herself that she doesn't miss Jennifer, that she never really liked her, but it's a blatant lie.
𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕣 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕤:
Victor Rodriquez is her current 'lover'. They have a no strings attached relationship, but they are supposed to tell each the other people they end up sleeping with. Kind of an open relationship, just without the getting to know you and obligatory first date.
Rory's dating history is mostly flings. The most notable person is Victor, since they've consistently slept together. 
𝕠𝕔𝕔𝕦𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟:
She's in high school, but she has a part time job bagging groceries at the grocery store.
𝕡𝕖𝕥𝕤:
Does she look like she can afford a pet?
𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤:
She lives in a crummy one floor apartment with her mother. There's fortunately two bedrooms and one bathroom. The bathroom is in her mother's room.

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𝕢𝕦𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞:
"At the end of the day some people are just shit, no matter how much you wish they weren't, they just are and nothing you say or do will ever change that." ~Anonymous
"Family is supposed to be our safe haven. Very often, it's the place where we find the deepest heartache." ~Iyanla Vanzant
"We accept the love we think we deserve." ~Stephen Chbosky
𝕢𝕦𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕔:
"Oh wait--did you actually expect me to give a fuck?"
"Talk to me when you're ready to have some real fun."
"Fix me? Please--do I look like some fucking broken toy to you? No? That's right--I didn't think so."
"Would you just shut the hell up before I do it for you?"
"I wonder how a brick would look against your face."
𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣:
Rory has massive panic attacks whenever she feels overwhelmed with emotions like happiness, sadness, or anger that she can't contain or suppress. Powerlessness is also a trigger for her anxiety. It takes a lot to get her worked up since she tries so hard to make herself numb, but when she does get worked up, it's as though the whole world is crashing down upon her. Rory has a terrible temper too, and she doesn't hesitate when she lashes out. She'll say the lowest of things, anything to get a reaction out of the other person. Rory pretty much hates everyone, so it's rare that someone is an exception.

𝚂𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜:
𝙾𝙽𝙴: 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢, 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚕, 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚘𝚍𝚔𝚊. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢. 𝙰 𝚍𝚊𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜, "𝙳𝚘 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚔 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜. 𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. "𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚎'𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞. "𝙸'𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞. "𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚛," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛.

𝚃𝚆𝙾: 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙾𝙲 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 (𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝). 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖.
"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘? 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎? 𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗? 𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗, 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝?" 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚢.
"𝙼𝚜. 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝙸'𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢," 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎.
"𝙰𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝙸'𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝. 𝙲𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚠, 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜. "𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠, 𝙳𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎.
"𝙼𝚜. 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛!" 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜.
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