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𝘏𝘖𝘞 𝘐𝘛 𝘊𝘈𝘔𝘌 𝘛𝘖 𝘉𝘌

𝘎𝘐𝘙𝘓𝘍𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘕𝘋!𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈 𝘟 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙!𝘔𝘊

𝘊𝘞: 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘚𝘛, 𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘓𝘋 𝘕𝘌𝘎𝘓𝘌𝘊𝘛, 𝘏𝘖𝘚𝘗𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘓 𝘝𝘐𝘚𝘐𝘛𝘚, 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘚𝘛, 𝘐𝘕𝘈𝘊𝘊𝘜𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘓𝘌𝘎𝘈𝘓 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘔𝘌𝘋𝘐𝘊𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘊𝘌𝘚𝘚𝘌𝘚, 𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈 𝘐𝘚 35, 𝘔𝘊 𝘐𝘚 26, 𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈'𝘚 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊 𝘐𝘚𝘕'𝘛 𝘈𝘚 𝘊𝘖𝘖𝘓 𝘈𝘚 𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘕

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𝘔.𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

around nine o’clock, she woke up from an impromptu nap. the first thing she did was check her phone. there wasn’t much but a text from her sister two hours ago.

hey, can you come over when you’re free and watch noah for me? i’m going out for the night.

she tried calling her sister to see if she still needed to come over but got no response.

odd.

ten minutes later, she was out the door. promptly sending her girlfriend a text letting her know she probably wouldn’t be home until morning, she set off to see her nephew.

the drive was short. the whole way there, she wondered why her sister didn’t answer the phone. had she already left? if so, did she have someone else to watch noah? if she did, why didn’t she say something?

as she pulled onto her sister’s street, she was able to see the police cars and the ambulance in her sister’s driveway.

as she came to an abrupt stop in front of her sister’s house, she all but jumped out of her car and ran towards the paramedic carrying her crying nephew.

noah spotted his aunt from where he cried in the man’s arms, his own reached out for her.

the paramedics turned to her as she approached them, stretching an arm out to prevent her from getting any closer.

“are you his mother?” one of them asked.

she had to talk over the crying boy she desperately wanted to console. she explained that she was his aunt, and that her sister had asked her a few hours to come over to watch him, but she was asleep and unable to see the message.

“we’ve been trying to calm him down so he could talk to us, but he’s been inconsolable.”

“he doesn’t talk much anyways. my sister was supposed to ask if he’s having, ya know, developmental problems, but she keeps pushing the appointment back. what’s wrong? where are you taking him?”

“he’s dehydrated, likely underfed, lord knows what else. we need to get him to the hospital.”

her heart dropped as she climbed onto the gurney, arms reached out to take hold of her nephew. once he was in her arms, he gripped onto her shirt tightly and continued to cry in her ear.

“oh, i know, baby. you must be so scared. everything’s gonna be okay, i promise. where’s your mama, huh?”

sevika looked down at her phone as it rang.

22:47

Honey

she put down the cloth she was using to clean her prosthetic and picked up her phone to answer the incoming call.

“hello?”

“hey, you home?”

sevika could hear the upset in her lover’s voice, and she didn’t like it one bit.

“yep. sitting here, missing you. you okay?”

there was a beat of silence before sniffles came from the other end of the line.

“what’s wrong, baby? are you hurt? is noah?”

“it’s noah… they- they’re keeping him overnight, vika.”

“who, honey?”

“the hospital. the hospital’s keeping him and i don’t know where the hell my sister is and i don’t have anything! he doesn’t have his blanket, or- or his rat, or his pacifier! and he’s been so upset so i can’t leave him by himself-”

“what do you need me to do?” sevika, as she moved to put shoes on, spoke with a firm voice. it wasn’t too often that her girlfriend needed a rock to lean on, but on the occasion that she did, sevika always came through.

“um, could you go to my sister’s and get some of his things? i don’t know if police are still there, but i don’t want you to have to come here to get my keys and then go there just to come back here.”

“you don’t need to worry about that. i’ll take care of everything. you just sit tight with noah, okay?”

“i appreciate you so much, vika. thank you.”

“no need. you know i’m always here for anything you need. just make sure you take care of yourself for me.”

“i will. i love you so much, sevika.”

“love you too, honey.”

it was well after midnight when sevika walked into the hospital room after getting some of noah’s things. the halls were mostly empty as she walked through the pediatric unit with one of her duffle bags over her left shoulder and noah’s diaper bag on her right.

as she quietly entered noah’s room, her eyes naturally shifted to the bed where the boy and his aunt laid sleeping.

sevika walked through the room, sitting the bags at the foot of the bed before moving the chair near the window. as she slouched into it, she heard movement coming from the bed.

“you’re back.”

the woman laying down spoke softly, her voice raspy with emotion.

“yeah. i got his blanket, a few pair of pajamas, some soft pants, a couple t-shirts, some socks. grabbed a few pacifiers, too.”

“what about-“

“yes, i got the funny looking rat. i don’t know why he loves that thing so much,” sevika mumbled the last bit to herself. a laugh sounded from the other side of the room.

“because you got it for him, sevi. and he loves everything that has to do with you.”

“yeah, yeah.”

sevika watched as her girlfriend ran her fingers through the curls on noah’s head. there was so much love and concern in her eyes as she looked down at her nephew.

“how is he?” sevika asked gently. it took a before she got a response.

“as well as he can be. this is the longest he’s been asleep. he keeps waking up upset about the iv. kept trying to take it out, and then he’d cry when i wouldn’t let him. i felt so bad.”

“you shouldn’t feel bad about that, honey. he needs the iv,” sevika tried to offer comfort.

“ya know the doctors said there was absolutely no food in his stomach? and- and the police said the neighbor told them she hadn’t seen my sister in days. multiple. she just left home by himself. a two year old, vika. i just talked to her yesterday! how could he be completely alone, helpless for days and his mom isn’t somewhere dead? i’m literally a phone call, a text, a fucking email away! he’s- he’s just a baby.”

sevika stood from her seated position and moved to console the woman who’d began to tear up.

“we’re gonna make sure he’s okay, honey, i promise. and when we find your sister, we’re gonna get some answers.”

it was on day two of noah’s hospital stay that two police officers and a social worker showed up to the boy’s room.

the policemen to let the women know noah’s mom had been found (in a restaurant trash enclosure of all places) and was being charged with child neglect, child abuse, and drug possession.

the social worker to tell them noah was officially a ward of the state as his mother was unfit and his father was unwilling.

“so what do we need to do?”

“well, seeing as he has family nearby, we usually check to see if there’s someone willing and appropriate to be the legal guardian before-”

“yes. yes, i’m willing. whatever i need to do, i’ll do it.”

after ten days in the hospital, noah was discharged. sevika got the boy changed out of his hospital attire and into some of the clothes she packed for him.

as they exited the hospital, sevika noticed how quiet her partner was. it wasn’t until they reached their apartment that she found out why.

“talk to me, mama. what’s going on in that head of yours?”

“… you know that evaluation they did on him?”

the pair were perched on the couch. noah sat on the floor in front of them gripping his blanket firmly in one hand, his stuffed rat in the other.

“yeah. all the tests and shit. what about it?”

“well… i looked at the paperwork today…”

“what’d it say?”

the woman sighed heavily before continuing.

“well for starters, he was born prematurely with neonatal abstinence syndrome and fetal alcohol sydrome. they think that’s why his development is so off. they also think he’s gonna develop some kind of anxiety after all this and suggest some kind of animal companion.”

“what, like a service dog?” sevika questioned. if it was what’s best for the little guy, she’d do it. but the thought of a mut tearing all her furniture up was not a happy one. her girlfriend nodded.

“hm. okay. i’ll look into it. now what else is there? because i can see it in your face; there’s something you aren’t telling me.”

“… nonverbal autism.”

sevika was speechless for a minute.

“they think he might have it?” her voice was low as she asked the question.

“they know he has it. vika, how could he have been suffering all this time and i didn’t know?”

sevika brought the woman closer with her right arm as her emotions welled up.

“none of this is on you in any way, alright? up until now, you didn’t have any legal obligation to know any of this stuff. now that we know, we’ll make sure he’s taken care of. he’ll be okay.”

as if the boy new they were talking about him, noah turned around and looked at the adults on the couch. his eyes were wide and the pacifier in his mouth bobbed up and down as he suckled on it.

his aunt smiled softly as she reached down to lift him up and place him in her lap.

“what are you looking at, huh, baby?” she smiled at the little boy in her arms. instead of verbally responding, noah cocked his head to side ever so slightly and laughed at her. her smile widened.

sevika watched the interaction take place before leaning in and pressing her lips to the side of her lover’s temple. a pressure on her prosthetic pointer finger pulled her attention away.

she watched as noah squeezed the metal appendage and only intervened when he took out his pacifier and moved to replace it with the finger in his hand.

“that’s gonna be a no, little man,” sevika gently pulled her hand from him. the boy pouted at her in return and laid down on his aunt’s chest.

yeah. he’s gonna be just fine.

𝘏𝘌𝘓𝘗 𝘐 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘞 𝘞𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘛𝘖 𝘊𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈'𝘚 𝘎𝘐𝘙𝘓𝘍𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘕𝘋. 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘦 "𝘺𝘰𝘶" 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦 "𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺?" 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦? 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬? 𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘢𝘩. 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 (≧∇≦)/

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

thinking about modern!sevika with a younger gf (she calls her "honey") and they have custody of her gf’s toddler nephew who might be autistic (i’ve been thinking abt this for multiple days at this point)

i desperately need more mom!sevika content to consume

might do something abt that idk

✦ 0409 edit: i did something abt it

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑭𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼

𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘊𝘏 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘕 𝘈𝘚 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘊𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘙, 𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈 𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘌𝘚𝘊𝘈𝘗𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘉𝘙𝘜𝘛𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘠 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙𝘊𝘐𝘛𝘠.

𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘊𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘙!𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈 𝘟 𝘞𝘐𝘍𝘌!𝘔𝘊

𝘊𝘞: 𝘔𝘌𝘋𝘐𝘊𝘈𝘓 𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘖𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠, 𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘕 𝘛𝘠𝘗𝘐𝘊𝘈𝘓 𝘝𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘌𝘕𝘊𝘌, 𝘗𝘖𝘚𝘛 𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘕, 𝘕𝘖 𝘚𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘓𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘉𝘌𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘚 𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈 𝘉𝘌𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘈 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘊𝘐𝘓 𝘔𝘌𝘔𝘉𝘌𝘙, 𝘔𝘈𝘔𝘈 𝘉𝘌𝘈𝘙 𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘒𝘈, 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘚𝘛, 𝘔𝘊 𝘋𝘖𝘌𝘚 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘈 𝘕𝘈𝘔𝘌 𝘚𝘖 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘠 𝘞𝘌𝘓𝘓 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝘉𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘗𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘈𝘚 𝘈𝘕 𝘟 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘍𝘐𝘊

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𝘔.𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

✧ councilor!sevika who loves her wife and daughter more than anything in the world.

✧ councilor!sevika who moved her family out of vaun some years after joining the council.

✧ councilor!sevika who leaves her office after long days and comes home to her fourteen year old babbling about everything under the sun, and even though she wants nothing more than to lay in bed with her lovely wife and sleep for an eternity, she listens to everything her kid has to say (she might fall asleep during it though).

✧ councilor!sevika who is informed during a council meeting that a small explosive went off at the cafe her wife frequented.

✧ councilor!sevika who rushes to the hospital, enforcer in tow, giving her all the information they know.

“it looks like the explosive went off just outside the window of the establishment. not too many people were hurt, but i…”

“you what? spit it out!”

“i… well i think your wife might’ve gotten the worst of it. i think this might’ve been a targeted attack.”

✧ councilor!sevika who shows up at the hospital demanding to see her wife.

✧ councilor!sevika who damn near throws up when the doctors tell her the extent of her wife’s injuries.

“when they found her, the wall had toppled over her. there were shards of glass in her skin from the window. her eardrums were ruptured and she is concussed. her ribs are broken and one of her lungs were punctured. she also has a globe rupture in her right eye. in most cases, those are somewhat easy to fix but i’m not too sure about this one, so i want to perform a vision test when she wakes up. as for her legs…”

“what? what about her legs?”

“well, as i mentioned before, the wall fell on top of her. the rubble, it… it crushed her legs. just below her upper thigh. honestly, it’s a miracle she’s alive.”

✧ councilor!sevika who, while she waits, sends a few enforcers to watch her daughter until she can get home.

✧ councilor!sevika who sprints when she’s finally allowed to see her wife.

✧ councilor!sevika who’s heart stops and feet falter when she sees the light of her life hooked up to the countless machines, the upper right half of her face wrapped in bandages and casts on both of her arms. the hospital blanket covers her from the waist down.

✧ councilor!sevika who chokes up when her left eye flutters open and round lips part.

“… ‘vika?”

“i’m here, doll. i’m right here.”

“where… where's my baby? is she… is she alright?”

“i sent some enforcers to watch her at home, she should be just fine.”

✧ councilor!sevika who watches her wife’s face flash with several emotions.

“what do you- what do you mean? why isn’t she here? she’s not hurt?”

“wha- what do you mean? wait. was she… was she with you?”

“yes, i… i think so? i don’t… i’m not sure. sevika, where’s my baby?”

✧ councilor!sevika who storms out the room just as the enforcers she sent to her home are running down the corridor toward her looking frantic.

“we went to your home, councilor. the housekeeper said your daughter left with your wife this morning. she isn’t there.”

✧ councilor!sevika who, for the next week, balances consoling her wife and trying to let the enforcers do their job. so far, all they’ve come to her with is the obvious: this was a targeted attack, someone from vaun was responsible, and her daughter was taken from the scene.

✧ councilor!sevika who breaks a little every time she has to tell her wife that they haven’t found their little girl.

✧ councilor!sevika who eventually takes it upon herself to find her kid.

✧ councilor!sevika who rolls her eyes and glares fiercely at the other council members when they try to talk her out of it.

“councilor sevika, we understand your pain, but it is in your best interest to just wait while the enforcers handle this. finding your daughter is priority.”

“shut the hell up and listen to what i’m saying. i’m telling you this as a courtesy; i am going find the son of a bitch that took my kid and hurt my wife, and i am going to kill them.”

✧ councilor!sevika who ventures into vaun everyday, armed with nothing but a pistol, going to every bar she can find. she knows whoever is dumb enough to pull the shit they pulled is dumb enough to gloat about it in some way, shape, or form.

✧ councilor!sevika who walks into a newly renovated bar three days into her own investigating and makes eye contact with the bartender who visibly cowers at the sight of the woman. bingo.

✧ councilor!sevika who gets in the bartender’s face, demanding to know everything they know.

“someone hurt my wife and took my kid. tell me what you know.”

✧ councilor!sevika who reaches forward and grab the bartender by the collar of their shirt when they hesitate. she grabs them by the back of their head and pushes them into the bar, their head hitting the surface hard.

“now.”

“i- some woman came in. a- a couple days ago! she- she said something about finally uh- about getting her closure! said you killed her brother and- and she was gonna get her lick back! she was mumbling a lot, really drunk! i- i swear that’s it!”

“where?!”

“i don’t know! i swear i’ve told you everything i know! please!”

✧ councilor!sevika who, two days later sees a flickering light coming from a mostly abandoned building. the same building she spent most of her days.

✧ councilor!sevika who takes two steps at a time to get to silco’s office, ignoring all the memories flooding her mind.

✧ councilor!sevika who doesn’t hesitate to kick the door down just as a woman is bringing a chainsaw down on her daughter who lays tied to silco’s desk, tears and snot running down her bruised and beaten face.

✧ councilor!sevika who doesn’t even stop to think and just pulls the gun from her waistband and shoots at the woman, the bullet piercing her wrist and causing the electric tool to fall and clatter on the floor.

✧ councilor!sevika who stalks over to the woman stumbling away from the desk and grabs her by the hair on her head, dragging her to the clear space in the room.

✧ councilor!sevika who slams the woman to the ground, and stares her in the face. all she sees is the anguish that’d been on her wife’s face for the past two weeks. and then she sees the fear that was on her daughters face when she barged into the office.

✧ councilor!sevika who blacks out as she drives her fist into the woman’s face over and over and over again until she can’t hear the woman’s pleas. and then she continues to punch the woman in the face.

✧ councilor!sevika who doesn’t stop until she registers her girl crying for her mama, the woman in front of her no longer even recognizable as a person.

✧ councilor!sevika who staggers over to the desk to untie her daughter, face and fist covered in blood that didn’t belong to her.

✧ councilor!sevika who is still running on adrenaline, but immediately comes down when her daughter flinches as she approaches her.

“hey, i’m not gonna hurt you. you’re okay, i’m gonna get you home, hon. everything’s gonna be okay.”

✧ councilor!sevika who has to carry her daughter down the stairs and through vaun because she holds onto her so tightly (realistically she wouldn’t have let her walk even if she wanted to).

✧ councilor!sevika who is overcome with so many emotions as she tells her wife that their daughter is safe.

“after they make sure everything is okay, they’re gonna move you two into a recovery room together. that way i can keep an eye on both of you.”

✧ councilor!sevika who, as she holds her weeping wife, thinks about the fact that she came this close to losing everything and can’t help but cry into her wife’s shoulder.

𝘚𝘐𝘟 𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘛 𝘛𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘚𝘜𝘗𝘌𝘙 𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘖𝘕𝘎 (*/∇＼*) 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 "𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘋 𝘔𝘌!" 𝘣𝘺 @uhlunaro. 𝘪 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭 (𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 18+). 𝘪 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘢'𝘥. 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦n𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘬? 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 (≧∇≦)/

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢