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Ophelia had long since been awake, simply lying in bed until further notice, when Dr. Keola tapped her shoulder.

"Hey, Kid.  If you're awake, you've got someone who wants to see you."

Noticing Ace had half stolen the blankets anyway,  giving her no reason to keep lying there, the brunette rolled out of bed, placing the still sleeping Grim back on and nearly swaddling him in the blanket, and went to the bathroom to get dressed.

Upon her return, she discovered Che'nya, still in cat form, sitting on the bed wide awake.

Letting him jump up to her shoulder, the two walked into the main room.

As she turned to see who had arrived so damned early, the small floating boy turned to her and waved.

"Miss Ophelia!  You're finally awake!"

"Ortho? Its great to see you, but what are you doing here at....."

Taking a quite glance over at the electric clock, knowing Ace would bitch til the end of time if he was woken up this early, Ophelia continued as quietly as she could.

"....6 am?"

The fire haired boy drooped his head slightly, then floated closer to the door.

"I know its very early, but would you mind coming to Ignihyde with me for just a moment?

Nii-san hasn't been sleeping well, and pulled 4 all nighters this week, including today.
I can't tell you why, but I think seeing what happened to you.....made have brought back some bad memories from an accident when we were younger. 

I've been monitoring the security cameras to see if you wake up so that we can surprise him, and maybe that will lift his spirits a little, and he'll be more willing to get some rest. Seeing Shire would definitely help too!"

𝑰 ...𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆?!

𝑶𝒌, 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊𝒕𝒔 1% 𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 99% 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝒉𝒆'𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝒂𝒌𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍.

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘.

Running back to grab her tablet and the phone Che'nya had brought in last night, Ophelia headed toward the door and nodded to Ortho, who beamed and lead them towards the mirror chamber.

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Ignihyde felt like a ghost town, ironically.

It was a SCI-FI lovers dream inside, and she was half afraid she'd find a loose killer robot roaming around. Due to not many lights being on yet,  the only full light source she had was Ortho. It was pure silence aswell, other then the buzz of electricity going through wires or adapters.

Following Ortho down the corridors, Ophelia couldn't help but glance in a few rooms, each decked out in tech that would make a Elon Musk  look like a toy maker compared to whatever the Ignihyders were cooking up.

Considering the stupid amount of access codes, defense mechanisms, authoritzations and whatnot, it was pretty obvious when they'd reached the Housewardens dorm.

Ortho knocked on the door lightly, a hopefulness dancing in his voice.

"Nii-san, I'm back!  I have a surprise for you!"

A grumbling came from the other side, followed by a loud sigh.

"At 6 in the morning? Please don't tell me you bought a sleeping drought from Azul or something..."

"Nope!"

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔.

Shuffling her feet, the brunette spoke up.

"Hadestown, I did not just wake up from a week long coma for you to compare me and Shire to a sleeping drought."

Shire carefully waddled down her arm to get as close to the door as he could before he made his sound of agreement.

"Mreow!"

The door opened a single creak, and she could barely make out a single ambrosia eye peeking  out, as if her proclamation of standing there was being checked for authenticity.

"Are you sure you're not a hallucination?"

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕

"I don't....think so?"

"Figment of my imagination? Hologram? Ghost? Illusion? Glitch in reality? Clone? SFX?"

"Are you seriously feeling ok?"

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After a concerning amount of convincing that she and Shire were infact real and not a morbid prank on him, Idia, to her surprise, actually let them into the room.

The room itself on one side was a perfect comparison to the ingame, while the other side had more tech then a NASA spacecraft, and what looked like a device dissection table.

What caught her attention first and foremost however was his gaming set up.

The brunette ogled it, almost mesmerized.

"Dude, this set up is insane! RGB lined Speakers? The blue backlight? Three giant freaking floating monitors?"

"Pretty sweet, right—Wait, you're actually interested in that stuff?!"

"Are we looking at the same set up? Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you give console only vibes?"

"You know what, I'll take that over IPAD kid Mobile Gamer vibes..speaking of.."

She heard him snort from the other side of the room while she took her phone out of her pocket.

"Do you think it's possible to transfer data from a device from my world into the tablet?"

Idias eyes widened like he'd witnessed a miracle.

"Alien Tech?! I thought your inventory was soft reset before you arrived?!"

"It was. You could say the cat dragged it in...literally, Shire somehow got his paws on it and gave it to me yesterday at like, 1 am."

The fire headed genius was looking at the device in her hand with an odd intensity, which made her think back to Orthos lab coat vignette.

𝑰 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏....

Holding it next to the fae charm on her side, Che'nya / Shire must of understood her thought process, because a duplicate of her phone appeared in her hand, and she pocketed the original away before handing the dupe to Idia.

"Are you just giving this to me?! Alter-Dimensional tech, for free? Not even a side quest?"

"Warning you now, this tech is completely non-magical, and has zero resistance to fall damage once you take the safety covers off.
The only side quest is, if you can, and you can still keep it if not, transfer my camera roll and music to the tablet."

A sharptoothed grin spread across his face as he began making his way to the tech-dissection table..thing?

"Please, thats beginner level stuff. Once I get this thing on the system, it'll take me 5 minutes tops to transfer it, EZ.."

"Nii-san, isn't this awesome! We're getting to work with Alien technology! Data like this has probably never been accurately entered into any systems in the world!"

"Fair warning you two, its going to be extremely bland compared to the tech you have here."

"Thats the point. Everything in tech nowadays is infused with magic : long distance calls, charge, internet, and all the other features premade for coding noobs and normies.
An Old School Non-Magic phone having the same design base and capabilities of the Modern Phone is totally unbelievable to the average NPC, so I wanna know how your magic-less retro tech pulls it off."

"Retro tech?! Thats a newer model phone!"

"This is a newer edition on Planet No-Magic?
Did intergalactic warping take you 50 years IRL, by chance? Last I checked, its the 21st century."

"Its my sisters Hand Me Down, but its not that old!!"

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After a surprisingly quick 15 minutes, short intervals paused for Cat Petting breaks, they had successfully transferred her data onto the device. Somehow, the entirety of Spotify managed to transfer too, so her music listening wouldn't be as limited as she thought.

Fearing that chaos that would erupt should the Heartstabyl and Co. group show up to welcome Ace and herself back from the big sleep, only for her to quite literally be chilling in the underworld, would not go very well, making her torn about leaving for awhile.

However, considering how happy the brothers looked while talking about the her outerworldly tech, she considered her job somewhat complete anyway, so she took her leave while they happily continued the massacre of her phone in the name of science.

This resulted in the idiocy of not asking for a guide to lead her back, causing sheer confusion upon returning into the mirror chamber, and the realization that she did not, infact, have a single clue as to where she was going.

Staring up at the Heartstabyl Mirror, then the Diasomnia Mirror, she wondered which would cause less hell if she waltzed in casually looking for directions to the place she should still be at 6:45 in the god forsaken morning.

Luckily or not Luckily, right as she remembered that Che'nya probably knew the way there, a certain redhead elegantly strode out from the Card decorated Mirror, carrying two oddly large baskets, and one miniature, of ...something?

Before she could sneak off to avoid the awkward conversation, he spotted her, eyes widening for a moment before approaching as she mustered up a greeting.

"Hey Riddle, Uh....Good Morning?"

Changing back, Che'nya floated above the two, circling in the air.

"Happy Meowrnin' Riddles!"

It seemed he was in no mood for their nonsense, crossing his arms tightly as he stated.

"You two are mighty chipper for such early hours.  Should you not still be resting in the infirmary instead of loitering about? 
A Coma victim certainly shouldn't simply be hopping out of bed and strolling back home without a signed release!!"

Looking anywhere but at him, the brunette just muttered lightly.

".....I was visiting a friend?"

"What fool meets with their companions at the break of dawn? Am I to expect you to have a duel at high noon aswell? Perhaps a rendezvous at the stroke of midnight?"

"Sounds festive, why not?"

She nearly flinched after her mouth spoke faster then she could think, but no yelling or anger erupted from him, only growing levels of grumpiness seemingly rising in the tiny housewarden.

"That was intended to be rhetoric, not a suggestion for an ideal festivity, unless you wish to destroy your academic potential before you've even begun learning the curriculum?"

Trying to look at the wall behind him so that it seemed like she was making eye contact, Ophelia retorted as best she could.

"Well...then what are you doing out here in full uniform? Doesn't class start at....shit...um.."

"For one, It is far too early for your profanity, For Two, have you not memorized a single class time on your schedule?"

"......Lunch is at 12:30?"

Somewhat amused by their banter, Che'nya played with Riddles ahoge while he hummed.

"Well, we're all going to the same pawlace, no? How about we all go togethpurr?"

"Fine by me....whats with the baskets, by the way?"

Swapping the hand holding them with the one furtherest from her, obviously somewhat struggling with the weight, the redhead faced away, attempting to hide a growing blush.

"I intended to leave them anonymously amongst the other gifts for Ace Trappola, your ...unusual familiar, and yourself.
Although they are not my first choice of gift, Cater believed it would be far too obvious and "lowkey depressing." , a direct quote, if I gave such a thing, so I admit I did have assistance in choosing them." 

"......Your first gift idea was study materials, wasn't it?"

A moment of silence for Riddles ego passed, giving her the answer to her question , followed by him shoving one of the baskets into her arms.

"Holy shit, this is heavy."

"Is such profanity so freely spoken where you hail from?"

"I live in the Bronx, so kinda, yea."

Che'nya peeked over her shoulder as she sifted through the items, herself surprised by the contents being things she actually would like or use.

An elegant blue tea set, with some different kinds of loose leaf tea in small bottles with optional tea bags. Although she was infamous in her earth household for her shittastic ability to filter loose leaf teas, she wasn't about to complain.

A preserved Osiria rose, some form of a jewelry chest, a deck of cards, and a few other knickknacks.

Three books were nestled at an edge, with topics she had been interested in, and was surprised the redhead guessed that.

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𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑛 ; 𝑏𝑦 𝐽𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝐷𝑜𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒.
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The last name was familiar, and she'd sworn there was a Disney movie with a character that had one similar. Placing it back, she grabbed the next.

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𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝐹𝑎𝑒, 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑦 𝑎 𝐹𝑎𝑒: 𝐻𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑠, 𝐴𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑖𝑒𝑠,𝑇𝑦𝑝𝑒𝑠, 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑠.   𝐵𝑦 𝐶𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑜𝑛.

𝑂𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑏𝑦 𝐴𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟:

𝐷𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑦.

The next she had a theory on who the true author of this one might be, but kept it to herself.

What stood out the most was the third and final one, a familiar book she had quite literally seen in a dream. Riddles dream, to be precise.

The authors name confirmed her previous theory, but that the other was written by her "twisted version", per say.

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𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝐴𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 : 𝐹𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑙, 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑂𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑠. ; 𝐵𝑦 𝐽𝑎𝑛𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒
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𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ...

There was a small post it stuck to it, which she decided was best read later, as Riddle was two feet away from her and looked ready to implode from sheer anticipation.

Ophelia had never been the best (See: Absolutely horrid) at responding after receiving gifts, desperate to not sound basic and unappreciative, but also terrible at finding other ways to describe her gratitude.

But she gave it a go.

"This is actually really sweet of you.  I didn't expect.....how do I word this....to get things I'll actually read? Wait, fuck, you can't read a teapot, I was talking about the books. Is this one....?"

His response was sharp, obviously still trying to cover for his nervousness on her possible reaction to the items.

"If by that you mean the one you witnessed my younger self studying, then yes.
Purchasing it from Sam was no simple endeavor,as I was unaware its considered vintage nowada-"

Heartstabyls mirror rippled, followed by a loud exclamation from its direction, interrupting Riddle entirely.

"Ophelia?! Ace?!"

"Shit! Deuce, you ruined our surpri-!"

She was lucky the Cheshire was still floating above her, because he managed to catch the basket before she was nearly knocked over by the sheer force of the bluettes hug, barely squeaking out a response as her ribs began to feel two feet from fusing with Aces.

"Its nice to see you again too?!"

"You're squishing me ta death, human!"

Deuce backed up, hands straight in the air.

"Sorry! I just-"

Ace, who's intentions of spooking her and Riddle from behind with Grim had been foiled by the impromptu tackle, smirked, immediately getting closer to Deuces face.

"Missed us that much, Deucey?"

"Of course I did! You're like, my guys? My dudes? You know what I mean!"

The sound of a mirror rippling came from behind them, followed by two more voices.

"Ace?! Ophelia?!"

Round two of the hug tackles came in the form of Vyr and Elephys, this time accidentally taking the entire group, nearly including Riddle, down with them, while Che'nya laughed from above, recording a video of the whole ordeal as the freshmen cackled.

"I've missed you two dearly! What did you dream of?"

"I was at my true strength as the Great Grim, you wish you could of seen how cool I looked!
I ate some ugly lady and she tasted real bad, too. I mean the worst kinda bad, and I ain't picky. Totally still need a can of tuna to recover from that, many a million, Bleh."

"I was stuck with Ace for the whole time.
He talked drama with flowers about the other flowers, chased me in the trees for an hour and kidnapped me."

"I talked shit, yeah, that parts true, but for the love of the Queen, stop telling people I kidnapped you! That was not a kidnapping!"

"I mean...in technicalities, if you count a coma as a nap, you were kids napping, so therefore there was a kidnapping."

"Elephys, I'm not awake enough to understand that."

"Wait,, I don't get....Oh!"

"Still as smooth-brained as ever, Deucey."

"Fuck off!"

"You know, I actually made a coma antidote once, and I've been trying to find where I wrote the recipe again for days! Glad that search isn't needed anymore, but I still want to recreate it just incase..."

"Vyr, what potion or antidote haven't you made yet?"

"Immortality? I have a few ideas for how one might be possible though. I've made my own original potion recipes before, who says I can't do it again?"

"I set the bar too low. It's probably going to start melting from the heat of the Earths core."

"Wait, what?!"

"Maybe its Alien Lingo?"

"It is, infact, Alien lingo, my good Spade. Congratulations, you are catching on quick."

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Riddle stood stationary above them as the underclassman conversed, still piled on the floor in a plated macrons like fashion.

Either they had failed to take notice of Trey's arrival, or were simply too immersed in their silliness to acknowledge him.
Considering none had realized Che'nya was documenting everything from above, the former felt more possible.

Perhaps it his mind still recovering, but the scene morphed in his eyes to a smaller Trey, Che'nya and himself, giggling gleefully along rows of daisies.

"𝑇𝑟𝑒𝑦, 𝐶ℎ𝑒'𝑛𝑦𝑎, 𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑤𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑏𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠?"

"𝑂𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒!"

"𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑏𝑒? 𝐿𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝐶𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑦!"

The Trey of today's warm hand carefully hovered over Riddles shoulder, whilst Che'nya floated between them both, wiping a small incoming tear from the redhead's eye with his oversized sleeve.

Turning to hug him from behind, the Cheshirian fae summoned a pulling force to drag Trey into the embrace, leaving the Rose Red Housewarden squished between the two once snuffed out lights in his heart, now rekindled flames beginning to brighten his world once again.

Another round of tears feel quietly from Riddles eyes. Not ones of sorrow, but of joy.

𝐶ℎ𝑒'𝑛𝑦𝑎, 𝑇𝑟𝑒𝑦, 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.
𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒ℎ𝑜𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡.
𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ.

𝐴𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝐺𝑟𝑖𝑚, 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑, 𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑎, 𝑆𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑃𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑦𝑑𝑢𝑏𝑏, 𝐴𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒, 𝑉𝑎𝑛𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔𝑒....𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒, 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

𝐴𝑐𝑒 𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑎, 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡  𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑒, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑠ℎ.

𝑂𝑝ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑎 𝐴𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑡, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑.
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑘𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑣𝑎𝑖𝑛.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝐼 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑏𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑚.

𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒.

𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼