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𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬
𝐶ℎ𝑢𝑢𝑦𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝐷𝑎𝑧𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑.
𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕.
𝐇𝐮𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲? 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥.
𝐖𝐨𝐰, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐱𝐲𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥.
𝐻𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝐷𝑎𝑧𝑎𝑖'𝑠 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑑.
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨.