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*Hand motions*

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕖𝕚𝕣𝕕𝕠.

"𝕌𝕞𝕞𝕞, 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕟."

*More hand motions with more gumption *

"ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕟."

*Angry hand motions*

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕕𝕕 𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪.

𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘.

𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕘𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 '𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤'.

𝔸𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖. 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕥, [ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖] 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕨.

ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥. ℕ𝕠𝕨, 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕒𝕪?

'Cᴏᴍᴇ Bʏ Mʏ Hᴏᴜsᴇ, Sᴜɢᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ! -Tᴏʙʏ'

𝕊𝕦𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕖? 𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘? 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘.

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 [ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖'𝕤] 𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜?

𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕣!

𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖! 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕀'𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕡𝕒𝕛𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕤- 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕤. 𝔽𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤.

𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤? 𝔾𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥?

𝕀'𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕡𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕣.

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