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2 yrs ago
Secured myself two interviews next week and waiting on the outcome of a third, feeling good today 💕
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4 yrs ago
I think there are far more important things to worry about than people calling their characters "muses".
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5 yrs ago
Imagine how sad your life must be to flex on some nerds online.
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6 yrs ago
nuke the status bar
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7 yrs ago
I passed my exams!
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a e w i n
also known as the weirdo that fangirls a lot
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𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘼𝘱𝘯đ˜ș 𝘰𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜„ 𝘰𝘧 đ˜‹đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘱𝘯 đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Șđ˜źđ˜±đ˜°đ˜łđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Ž. đ˜đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł, đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜” 𝘧𝘩𝘾, đ˜Șđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘱 đ˜Žđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Ș𝘱𝘭 đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș. 𝘈 𝘣đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜”đ˜©đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜„đ˜Ș𝘣𝘭đ˜ș đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜°đ˜Żđ˜ąđ˜­ đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜©đ˜°đ˜ž 𝘼𝘱𝘯đ˜ș đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜°đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š 𝘱𝘳𝘩 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜žđ˜°đ˜łđ˜­đ˜„, đ˜Șđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘹đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 đ˜žđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜Žđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Ș𝘱𝘭 đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș. đ˜đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł, đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘱𝘳𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘱 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜°đ˜­đ˜Š đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜© 𝘰𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘱𝘼𝘩 𝘮𝘼𝘱𝘭𝘭, đ˜Žđ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜±đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜°đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł?

đ˜ˆđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘱𝘳𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘱𝘭𝘭 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜±đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž...?




𝘞𝘩 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜ș 𝘱 đ˜šđ˜łđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜± 𝘰𝘧 đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜°đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Š 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘱𝘼𝘩 đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜«đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜” đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜­đ˜ș 𝘱𝘾𝘰𝘬𝘩𝘯 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜±đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž. đ˜•đ˜°đ˜” 𝘰𝘯𝘭đ˜ș 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 đ˜©đ˜Șđ˜«đ˜Ș𝘯𝘬𝘮 𝘱𝘮 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜”đ˜łđ˜ș đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜łđ˜°đ˜­ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜žđ˜§đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮, đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘱 𝘼đ˜șđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜­đ˜·đ˜Š!

đ˜‰đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł, 𝘱 đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Ż, 𝘾𝘱𝘮 đ˜Łđ˜łđ˜¶đ˜”đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜­đ˜ș 𝘬đ˜Șđ˜­đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ș𝘧𝘧'𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘼 đ˜”đ˜° 𝘣𝘩 𝘱𝘯 𝘱𝘯đ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘭 đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜”đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜„ đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜© đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘱 đ˜źđ˜°đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜© đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘱 𝘮đ˜Ș𝘼đ˜Ș𝘭𝘱𝘳 đ˜§đ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯, đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘱𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘾 đ˜‰đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ș 𝘾𝘱𝘮 đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜©đ˜­đ˜ș 𝘱𝘧𝘳𝘱đ˜Șđ˜„ 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜žđ˜°đ˜°đ˜„đ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜” 𝘰𝘧 𝘏đ˜șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜„, đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘾𝘱𝘮 đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜¶đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜­đ˜ș đ˜§đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„. 𝘈 đ˜šđ˜¶đ˜ș 𝘭đ˜Ș𝘬𝘩 đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘼 đ˜žđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘹𝘰 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š 𝘰𝘯 đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘰𝘾𝘯. đ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶, đ˜€đ˜­đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Š 𝘧𝘳đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Ž 𝘰𝘧 đ˜‰đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜„đ˜° đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” 𝘱𝘹𝘳𝘩𝘩 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ș𝘧𝘧'𝘮 đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜­đ˜Š, đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜°đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜”đ˜° đ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Š 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜łđ˜” 𝘰𝘧 đ˜ąđ˜źđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜€đ˜­đ˜¶đ˜Ł đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜­đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜źđ˜¶đ˜łđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘰𝘧 đ˜‰đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ș.

đ˜đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł, đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Źđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘩 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜Ž 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Źđ˜Żđ˜°đ˜žđ˜Ż 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜§đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜­ đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜Čđ˜¶đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Ž, 𝘱𝘮 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘬đ˜Șđ˜­đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜‰đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ș, đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘾 đ˜€đ˜°đ˜źđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜ąđ˜§đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶.

đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜±đ˜łđ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘳đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜ș đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜„đ˜łđ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Ż. đ˜–đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° 𝘾𝘰𝘳𝘬 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜­đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘼đ˜șđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ș, đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜Șđ˜” đ˜„đ˜°đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Ż'đ˜” 𝘼𝘩𝘱𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż'đ˜” đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ș𝘳 𝘰𝘾𝘯 đ˜„đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜źđ˜ą 𝘰𝘳 đ˜łđ˜°đ˜źđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Š! đ˜đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł, đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜­đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜”đ˜° 𝘮𝘩𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜łđ˜°đ˜źđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜łđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜šđ˜©, đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜žđ˜©đ˜° 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘾𝘮 đ˜Ș𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș'𝘳𝘩 𝘯𝘩đ˜čđ˜”?

đ–đšđ«đ§đąđ§đ : đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯𝘮 𝘰𝘧 đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜© đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘙𝘗. 𝘕𝘗𝘊𝘮 (𝘰𝘳 đ˜ąđ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘗𝘊𝘮!) 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș 𝘣𝘩 𝘬đ˜Șđ˜­đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜°đ˜łđ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Ž. đ˜–đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘙𝘗, 𝘾𝘩 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜„ 𝘰𝘯 đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ž 𝘰𝘧 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜łđ˜łđ˜°đ˜ł đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Ź đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Ž. 𝘐𝘧 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜© đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜±đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Žđ˜Ș𝘣𝘭đ˜ș đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜­đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Ź đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ž 𝘼𝘱𝘬𝘩𝘮 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜°đ˜źđ˜§đ˜°đ˜łđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Łđ˜­đ˜Š, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘙𝘗 đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶.




đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜ą đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜€đ˜©đ˜°đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Š 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜źđ˜Ș𝘯𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜șđ˜±đ˜Š 𝘰𝘧 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜ș. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜€đ˜łđ˜Șđ˜±đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜±đ˜” 𝘱𝘮 𝘣𝘱𝘮đ˜Șđ˜€ 𝘱𝘮 đ˜±đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Žđ˜Ș𝘣𝘭𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° 𝘱𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘾 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘼𝘱đ˜čđ˜Șđ˜źđ˜¶đ˜ź đ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜ș, 𝘮𝘰 𝘱𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘹 𝘱𝘮 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘹𝘩𝘯𝘩𝘳𝘱𝘭 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜Š 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜ą, 𝘧𝘩𝘩𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘩𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° 𝘣𝘩 đ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜Ž.

𝘍𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜” 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘙𝘗, 𝘰𝘯𝘭đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜Ż 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜ș-𝘰𝘯𝘩 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜„đ˜Ž 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘭𝘱𝘣𝘭𝘩. đ˜đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł, đ˜Ș𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘼𝘰𝘳𝘩 đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Ż đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Șđ˜±đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„, 𝘾𝘩 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż 𝘱𝘭𝘾𝘱đ˜ș𝘮 đ˜ąđ˜„đ˜„ 𝘼𝘰𝘳𝘩. đ˜đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜źđ˜°đ˜łđ˜Š, đ˜Ș𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘰𝘳 đ˜„đ˜łđ˜°đ˜± đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘙𝘗, đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜ą đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜±đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”, đ˜©đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș 𝘣𝘩 đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜Łđ˜«đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜” đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Ș𝘼𝘮 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘎𝘔 đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜ź 𝘱𝘮 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜Żđ˜°đ˜Ż đ˜§đ˜°đ˜„đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜”đ˜° đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Ž 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘙𝘗.

đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘩𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘩 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜€đ˜°đ˜źđ˜Š 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜·đ˜Š, đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š 𝘣𝘩 𝘱 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜¶đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜”đ˜žđ˜° 𝘰𝘳 𝘼𝘰𝘳𝘩 đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜°đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Š 𝘱𝘳𝘩 đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘱𝘼𝘩 đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜ą, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜” 𝘾𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘬 đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜„ 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜Ż. đ˜đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł, đ˜§đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜”, đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘙𝘗 đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜„đ˜Șđ˜§đ˜§đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜ą.

𝘍𝘰𝘳 đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜°đ˜łđ˜ș đ˜±đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜±đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜Ž, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘍𝘰𝘰𝘭 & đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜žđ˜°đ˜łđ˜­đ˜„ đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜„đ˜Ž 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜ąđ˜·đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘭𝘱𝘣𝘭𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜ș𝘩𝘳𝘮.






đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š 𝘱𝘳𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 𝘼đ˜Ș𝘯𝘰𝘳 đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜šđ˜ąđ˜łđ˜„đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž. 𝘈𝘮 đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜© đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘱𝘼𝘩 đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș (3đ˜łđ˜„ đ˜‹đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜ł, 1998), đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘼𝘱𝘬𝘩𝘮 đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜șđ˜Łđ˜°đ˜„đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜ș-𝘰𝘯𝘩 đ˜ș𝘩𝘱𝘳𝘮 đ˜°đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜” 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜łđ˜°đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜ș. 𝘗𝘭𝘩𝘱𝘮𝘩 đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜”đ˜° 𝘳𝘩𝘱𝘭-𝘭đ˜Ș𝘧𝘩 đ˜§đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘼𝘮 (đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜­đ˜­đ˜ș 𝘱 đ˜§đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘼 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘾 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘯𝘱𝘼𝘩 𝘰𝘳 đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜€đ˜Ș𝘱𝘭 đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜„đ˜Ș𝘱 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜­đ˜Š 𝘰𝘧) đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜łđ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜€đ˜©đ˜°đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Š 𝘱 đ˜§đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘼 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘩𝘱𝘳𝘭đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 𝘱𝘹𝘩 𝘾𝘩'𝘳𝘩 𝘹𝘰đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘧𝘰𝘳.

đ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜„đ˜°đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° 𝘣𝘩 𝘱 𝘏đ˜șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜„ đ˜Żđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Š, đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜źđ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜” 𝘣𝘩 𝘱 𝘳𝘩𝘮đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜” 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘹 đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜šđ˜© đ˜”đ˜° 𝘣𝘩 𝘾𝘩𝘭𝘭 đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Čđ˜¶đ˜ąđ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜­đ˜ș đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜±đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜‰đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł.

𝘔𝘱đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘯đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘱 đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜­, 𝘮𝘰 đ˜Ș𝘧 𝘐 𝘮𝘩𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š 𝘱𝘳𝘩 đ˜”đ˜°đ˜° 𝘼𝘱𝘯đ˜ș 𝘧𝘩𝘼𝘱𝘭𝘩 đ˜€đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘼𝘮, 𝘐 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜€đ˜­đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Š 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘧𝘩𝘼𝘱𝘭𝘩 đ˜ąđ˜±đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯𝘮. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘮𝘯'đ˜” đ˜”đ˜°đ˜° đ˜źđ˜¶đ˜€đ˜© đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜łđ˜°đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘏đ˜șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜„. đ˜đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜źđ˜°đ˜łđ˜Š, 𝘏đ˜șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜„ đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘱 đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ș 𝘮𝘼𝘱𝘭𝘭 đ˜”đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Ż, 𝘮𝘰 đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜Șđ˜­đ˜„đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯𝘮 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜ș𝘩𝘳𝘮 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜Șđ˜źđ˜±đ˜°đ˜łđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜”! 𝘎𝘰 đ˜€đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜»đ˜ș 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜łđ˜°đ˜źđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜„đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜źđ˜ą, 𝘐 đ˜­đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜Șđ˜” 𝘱𝘭𝘭!

𝘍đ˜Ș𝘯𝘱𝘭𝘭đ˜ș, đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Żđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜­ 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜«đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜” 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 𝘣𝘱𝘮đ˜Șđ˜€ đ˜šđ˜łđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ș𝘰𝘯𝘩 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 𝘩đ˜čđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° 𝘱𝘣đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜°. 𝘙𝘩𝘼đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł: đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł'𝘮 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 𝘼𝘱𝘯đ˜Șđ˜§đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜žđ˜° 𝘾𝘩𝘩𝘬𝘮 đ˜±đ˜łđ˜Ș𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜° 𝘐𝘊, 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ș𝘳 𝘣đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜”đ˜©đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș. 𝘚𝘰 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș 𝘾𝘰𝘯'đ˜” đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜łđ˜°đ˜­ 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ș𝘳 đ˜±đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž đ˜Čđ˜¶đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Š đ˜șđ˜Šđ˜”.

  • 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙹𝙚 đ™©đ™§đ™ź đ™©đ™€ đ™đ™–đ™«đ™š đ™źđ™€đ™Ș𝙧 đ™–đ™—đ™žđ™Ąđ™žđ™©đ™ź đ™›đ™žđ™© đ™©đ™đ™š đ™©đ™đ™šđ™ąđ™š đ™€đ™› đ™źđ™€đ™Ș𝙧 đ™˜đ™đ™€đ™šđ™šđ™Ł 𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙖.
    • 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘩đ˜čđ˜ąđ˜źđ˜±đ˜­đ˜Š, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜šđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜ł 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 𝘱𝘣𝘭𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Ž đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘼 𝘰𝘧 đ˜„đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Œđ˜źđ˜±đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Ž 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș 𝘣𝘩 𝘱𝘣𝘭𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘱𝘣đ˜Șđ˜­đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Żđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Š, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯 đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜„đ˜° 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ș𝘳 đ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘹đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯.
  • đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘙𝘗 đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜§đ˜°đ˜€đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜±đ˜łđ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘳đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜ș 𝘰𝘯 đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜łđ˜·đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜ąđ˜­, đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Žđ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Ș𝘭đ˜ș 𝘣𝘩đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜łđ˜°đ˜Żđ˜šđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜”. 𝘛𝘳đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜± đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘼đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘱𝘮 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Š 𝘱𝘯 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜ș.
  • 𝘍đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘩𝘯𝘩𝘼đ˜ș 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł'𝘮 đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜§đ˜§đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹. đ˜ˆđ˜” đ˜źđ˜°đ˜Žđ˜”, đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș 𝘣𝘩 𝘱𝘣𝘭𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘼𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜§ 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘩 𝘩𝘭𝘮𝘩, đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘱𝘳𝘩𝘯'đ˜” 𝘹𝘰đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜” đ˜Șđ˜” 𝘣đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜łđ˜șđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜”đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜Șđ˜”.
  • đ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 𝘣𝘩𝘹đ˜Ș𝘯𝘯𝘩𝘳𝘮 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜Șđ˜” đ˜€đ˜°đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜° đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜łđ˜°đ˜­đ˜­đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ș𝘳 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮. đ˜đ˜” 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș 𝘣𝘩 đ˜„đ˜Ș𝘧𝘧đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜” 𝘰𝘳 đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜Ș𝘱𝘣𝘭𝘩, đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜­đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜¶đ˜± đ˜Șđ˜€ đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Șđ˜źđ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘮𝘬đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭𝘮.
  • 𝘛𝘳đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜°đ˜Șđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 𝘣𝘩𝘭𝘰𝘾. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ș đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜”đ˜° 𝘙𝘗 𝘱𝘹𝘱đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜Žđ˜”:
    • 𝘔đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜łđ˜°đ˜­
    • đ˜đ˜Żđ˜·đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Ș𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜ș
    • đ˜đ˜Żđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ą-đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜©
    • đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜„-𝘭đ˜Ș𝘬𝘩 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 (đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘬: 𝘱𝘯đ˜ș 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜”đ˜Ž 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© "𝘰𝘼𝘯đ˜Ș")
    • 𝘗𝘰𝘾𝘩𝘳 đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯
    • 𝘛đ˜Ș𝘼𝘩 đ˜”đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜­
  • đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜Žđ˜” 𝘰𝘧 đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż 𝘣𝘩 𝘩đ˜čđ˜±đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘎𝘔𝘮 đ˜„đ˜Șđ˜Žđ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯.
  • 𝘛𝘳đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Š 𝘰𝘳 đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Š 𝘱𝘯 𝘱𝘣đ˜Ș𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż 𝘣𝘩 đ˜Žđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜¶đ˜± 𝘱𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘙𝘗 đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜Ž. 𝘞𝘩 đ˜­đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜°đ˜±đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜” 𝘱𝘮 đ˜źđ˜¶đ˜€đ˜© 𝘱𝘮 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜°đ˜±đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Š.




đ˜‘đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜” 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 𝘹𝘩𝘯𝘩𝘳𝘱𝘭 đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Ž 𝘱𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜”'𝘮 𝘩đ˜čđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘼 𝘱 đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜Șđ˜­đ˜„ 𝘙𝘗 đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜±đ˜°đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜”.

  • đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘎𝘔 đ˜žđ˜°đ˜łđ˜„ đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘭𝘱𝘾, 𝘱𝘮 𝘩đ˜čđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘯đ˜ș đ˜łđ˜°đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜ș 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Š.
  • đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘱 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜ąđ˜­ 𝘙𝘗, 𝘱𝘮 đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜€đ˜© 𝘐 𝘩đ˜čđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜” đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜” 𝘱 đ˜±đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜šđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜±đ˜© 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘼 𝘱 đ˜±đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜”. 𝘌𝘯𝘹𝘭đ˜Șđ˜Žđ˜© đ˜Ș𝘮𝘯'đ˜” 𝘼đ˜ș 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜šđ˜¶đ˜ąđ˜šđ˜Š, 𝘮𝘰 𝘐 𝘾𝘰𝘯'đ˜” 𝘣𝘩 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜„ 𝘰𝘯 𝘹𝘳𝘱𝘼𝘼𝘱𝘳 đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜”đ˜łđ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° 𝘼𝘱𝘬𝘩 đ˜Șđ˜” 𝘭𝘩𝘹đ˜Ș𝘣𝘭𝘩!
  • 𝘗𝘭𝘩𝘱𝘮𝘩 đ˜±đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜” đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘱 𝘾𝘩𝘩𝘬 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜°đ˜łđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜”đ˜° đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜°đ˜Șđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘙𝘗 𝘮𝘭𝘰𝘾đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜„đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Ż. 𝘐𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘼 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜žđ˜° 𝘾𝘩𝘩𝘬𝘮, 𝘾𝘩 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘱𝘮 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜Żđ˜°đ˜Ż đ˜§đ˜°đ˜„đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł.
  • 𝘈𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘱 𝘚𝘖𝘓 𝘙𝘗, 𝘐 đ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘹đ˜Ș𝘯𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜” 𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 đ˜„đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜źđ˜ą đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜łđ˜°đ˜źđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ș𝘳 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜”'𝘮 𝘧đ˜Ș𝘯𝘩, đ˜«đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜” đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜šđ˜¶đ˜Șđ˜­đ˜„ đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š: đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜źđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜±đ˜źđ˜Ž.
  • đ˜đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜źđ˜°đ˜łđ˜Š, đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜źđ˜ą đ˜”đ˜° 𝘐𝘊 𝘰𝘯𝘭đ˜ș. 𝘐𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘱𝘯đ˜ș đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜Łđ˜­đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜Ž 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜ș𝘩𝘳𝘮, đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜€đ˜°đ˜źđ˜Š đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘎𝘔 đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜ź 𝘮𝘰 𝘾𝘩 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜§đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜ș đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜­ 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜Șđ˜”.
  • 𝘗𝘭𝘩𝘱𝘮𝘩 đ˜„đ˜° 𝘼𝘱𝘬𝘩 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ž đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹! đ˜ˆđ˜­đ˜”đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜šđ˜© đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘼𝘱đ˜ș đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘱 đ˜Žđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Ș𝘧đ˜Șđ˜€ đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜€đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜”đ˜șđ˜±đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜° 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘾, đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż đ˜„đ˜° 𝘮𝘰 𝘼𝘱𝘯đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹𝘮 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜Șđ˜”! 𝘞𝘩 đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜šđ˜Š 𝘱𝘯đ˜ș đ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Źđ˜Š 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł!
  • 𝘚𝘱𝘼𝘩 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜”. đ˜ˆđ˜­đ˜”đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜šđ˜© 𝘾𝘩 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜±đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜” 𝘱 đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Š, 𝘱𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘹 𝘱𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘯𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Ș𝘭𝘮 𝘾𝘩 đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜”, 𝘾𝘩 đ˜„đ˜°đ˜Ż'đ˜” 𝘼đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜©đ˜°đ˜ž đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ș𝘭𝘩 đ˜Șđ˜”!
  • 𝘛𝘰 đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶'đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Ž, đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘩đ˜čđ˜”đ˜łđ˜ą đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜”, đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜­ đ˜¶đ˜Ž đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł'𝘮 đ˜§đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Š 𝘼𝘩𝘼𝘩 đ˜Ș𝘮.
  • đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘎𝘔 đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜ź đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘳đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜”đ˜° đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜šđ˜Š đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜ąđ˜„đ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘱𝘯đ˜ș 𝘹đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘼𝘩. đ˜đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł, 𝘾𝘩 đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜źđ˜Ș𝘮𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Ż 𝘱𝘯đ˜ș đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜šđ˜Šđ˜Ž 𝘣đ˜ș đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜šđ˜¶đ˜ș𝘮 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜”.
New timers, feel free to tell us who you’re bringing! A little description, maybe with face claim and sexual orientation? It doesn’t hurt to start talking about these things now.




So as I've told the others in the PBR discord, I've already completed my sheet(ish) so if anyone wants to check it out for relationship purposes or even just to roast it, it's here!

if y'all do roast it please be kind, im weak
j o s e p h i n e d u r h a m
INACTIVE | SLICE OF LIFE
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I'll probably forget this exists soon enough.
@BrokenPromise watch out or I'ma use Bliss's shoe on you, she doesn't seem to need it anymore 😛

@Mateotis I miss you and gingy too! Hope y'all are doing well!!
NOEL YOU WHORE 😡



x



The publication of that blasted article on that blasted tabloid had reached the awaiting ears of her family from across the ocean. It had caused quite a bit of stir, and Arabelle had spent upwards of three hours trying to defend her actions to her grandparents, who had been disappointed at her lack of decorum at such an event. Arabelle wouldn't have to act in such a way if Erik could simply stop living to torment her at every turn.

The week following the welcome ball had been somewhat easy-going. Arabelle had spent the past week catching up on university work. She couldn't just slack off just because she was away for two months. Royal or not, her place at the prestigious University of Larne relies on her maintaining her high grades. Her seat had been one she was proud to have earned for herself, and not even a wedding could stop her from staying on top of it all.

However, that didn't mean Arabelle had skipped out on the fun. She'd hung out with her friends whenever she could. Spending time with Gen, Cat, Chris and the rest was exactly the kind of down-time she enjoyed. To refrain from giving the Mirenia Daily another scandal to talk about, Arabelle had pointedly avoided Erik like the plague.

When Saturday came, Arabelle woke up feeling refreshed, anticipating a good day ahead of her. She started preparing for the day with a lovely rose and caramel infused bath before dressing up. For someone like Arabelle, where looks mattered far too much than it should, simply walking out in tattered attire just for the heat. Sure, they were going to a carnival where there would be a lot of sweat (ew) and mud (double ew), but Arabelle would rather die than look shabby. The last thing she wanted was to give the vultures over at Mirenia Daily and the ones at home something to laugh about.

It took some time, but she finally settled on the dress she felt was most appropriate. It was a simple red dress that just reached her knees. The puffed sleeves were laced and the neckline appropriate. She accessorised with delicate matching rose gold necklace, earrings and a bracelet before slipping into some sandals. After make-up, she gave herself another once-over, meticulously checking that there was no hair out of place tucked under the wide-brimmed sunhat she wore.

As she stepped out of her room, she sent a quick message to Cat.

From: Arabelle
To: Catherine

Have you alrady decided who you're travelling with? x


Arabelle seated herself in one of the SUVs, politely thanking the attendant as he opened the door for her before scrolling through Instagram. She took this moment of peace to update her social media before she would be joined by a friend - if someone wanted to join, that is.



A collaboration between @jetipster & @Aewin

Having neared the argument as it reached it’s finale Chris dove in as the Arcenian Princess was storming away. This was going to require some damage control and he knew that he couldn’t let his parents, or their good Arcenian friends, down by letting this scene continue. Having scooped up Arabelle’s arm into his with a smile and a “Your Royal Highness”, he forcefully yet gracefully steered her toward a large bouquet that he swiftly pretending to examine. “What the hell was that?” he muttered through a forced smile as he leant to smell the nearest orchid. “I know you don’t like him Belle but was that entire calamity really quite necessary?”

Arabelle was utterly fuming after her run-in with her ‘precious’ fiancĂ©. Why did the Gods have to torture her? Is it because she didn’t attend Sunday morning church service with her family enough? The only comfort Arabelle had was knowing that the quarrel was somewhat quiet - only the immediate crowd could tell something was amiss, and Arabelle was sure she was friendly with most of them.

However, it appeared that her comfort was entirely a sham, because not long after the altercation she was spirited away by a friendly face. “I did nothing!” Arabelle argued. She kept her voice low, to maintain Chris’s hunky-dory facade as she appreciated the orchids in front of her. “All I wanted to do was check up on a friend. He started it by calling my concern for a friend frivolous.”

Chris placed his half-empty flute on a passing tray and took both of Arabelle’s hands in his own. “I know how these things go
” he whispered. He’d taken many of the phrases his father and brother had used during their years of disagreement out of context and it had never helped. “Misheard comments have caused many past disagreements for our families in the past. I’ve met Erik and doubt he’d call concern for a friend frivolous. Are you 100% certain that that is exactly what he said?” His green eyes locked with hers.

Of course! That was exactly how she remembered it going! Arabelle nodded solemnly. She already thought low of him, but to dismiss her concern for a mutual friend was a low blow. “I only told him I wished to talk to Princess Genevieve.” And to go away, but that was the first thing she almost always told him. She suppressed the urge to groan as she was reminded again of the encounter before. How could he be such a fool? It was irritating knowing she would have to spend the rest of her life with such a person. “Please tell me your evening is going better than mine.” Arabelle sighed, in an attempt to stop lamenting so much.

Her subdued nod told Chris all he needed to know. She couldn’t be 100% sure of what exactly had been said in the heat of the moment. He’d been there before. Too many times
 He gave her a reassuring smile and turned them to face the room once more. “I’m sure we can catch Gen later” he said softly, “I mean we are all stuck here for the foreseeable future. ” He quickly realised that wasn’t exactly comforting so quickly grabbed another passing glass and attempted to ease the tension. “My evening?” he rolled his eyes and started to gesture around the room... “I’ve already slept with all the possible guys out there, all of whom now no longer talk to me. My best friend is with her betrothed who she knows nothing about and all of my other friends are also at one another’s throats over these political matches.” He downed half of the glass and stifled a burp. Is this my 2nd or 3rd glass? It can’t be my 4th
 right? “So I’m having a gay old time Little Belle!” he laughed, the sarcasm palpable. “At least you’re getting married to a gorgeous guy,” he nodded toward Erik, “I’m forever destined to be the gay-best-friend-of-honour and never the bride-groom.”

Arabelle couldn’t help but be somewhat amused. Chris wanted what Arabelle had, but Arabelle desired the freedom that Chris had. It was like neither of them could be happy with their current situation. Delicately balancing the glass of wine she still had saved for Geneveieve, Arabelle gave Chris a sincere one armed hug. “You said so yourself, we are all stuck here for the foreseeable future. Who knows what may happen? Last I heard, the Prince of Estea is still single!” Estea was a small nation off to the east of Arcenia, and as far as Arabelle was aware, the prince was very single, and very attractive. “Or, if he is not to your fancy
 I give you permission to take Erik. He may have a good face, but I doubt we’ll ever be compatible. Maybe you’ll have better luck with him.” She gave Chris a playful nudge.

Chris smiled at the hug and playful nudge. Mission accomplished. As for Arabelle’s comment
 if only. What he wouldn’t give to be able to marry a handsome prince like Erik but given that the pool of potentials were in the room and already discounted, there was no chance of that. But he’s also jump at the chance to give his little Belle the freedom she desired, that she herself as just a teenager had helped him achieve in his formative years. “Ha! Don’t tempt me. I daren’t even imagine how our parents would react to that happening!” he pantomime whispered with a wink.

He examines her betrothed from across the room. “In all seriousness Belle, and I know you won’t see it this way, but you could be far, far worse off.” He held up a hand before she could reel off another rant about ancient grudges. “Hear me out.” He cocked his head as his appreciation of the Prince continued. “Personally, he’s well-bred, handsome, and well-built. I’ve only ever found him to be courteous, intelligent and quite humorous. Pragmatically for you he’s not only all of those things that anyone would crave to have in a partner but who’s position would also set place you both down in history books.If you can spin it as an un-political marriage it’ll be an incredible story of how love and common sense conquered petty party politics, something we could all definitely do with right now.”

He broke his serious turn with a shrug. “Anyway, what do I know. You’ve only got the small hurdle of your eternal fire to get over right? Just hope he hasn’t fallen for my irresistible charm like so many others before then,” he added with a nervous laugh as he registered the faces of Alejandro, Raiden and Henri once more as he scanned the ballroom.

It was a bitter pill to swallow, but Arabelle knew Chris was correct. She - no, they both had to stop acting childish and start putting the prosperity of their kingdoms first. It was the same thing Pops had reminded her before she boarded the flight to Aciras. It was childish, but putting down her pride for a man that wasn’t willing to do the same was difficult. Seeing him only made her build the wall around her much higher than before with every train-wreck of a meeting.

“I mean
 you’re not wrong. I cannot deny that, my friend, but
” She sighed, feeling weary. The conflict was too much for her. Her pride was both her strength and going to be her downfall. Perhaps she should consider taking an oath of silence when in Erik’s presence? Although, Arabelle was near certain that the Austerian prince didn’t need her to say anything to act like an utter prat. “I wanted to try
 I just wasn’t ready to see him so soon. I’ve already postponed the wedding once, hoping that either I can catch feelings or figure out a way to escape this but, as you can tell, neither have been a success.”

Chris’s nervous laugh rang in her mind, making her forget her woes. She could easily push away her problems with Erik in favour for cheering up a friend! She watched him as his face scanned the ballroom curiously. Didn’t he say he’d hooked up with all the possible men? “Is there anyone you like, out of all the men in this room?” Arabelle wasn’t aware of the sexualities of the men in the room. She wondered if her question was a dangerous one. The last thing she wanted to do was force Chris into outing someone that wasn’t ready yet.

Maybe he’d been a bit harsh. Chris reached around to mirror Arabelle’s one armed hug and drew her close. “I didn’t mean to sound like one of our parents,” he replied in an apologetic tone, “You know I don't believe in arranged marriages.” He looked back across the room at Leo and Asher but they were now out of view and his heart fluttered. How was it going? What was happening?

He was brought back to the present by his friend’s question. “Oh Belle” he said before taking another sip, “I’m not one to kiss and tell
” He let the sentence dangle for a moment before whispering conspiratorially, “but I will say that your Erik is one of the only young royals here who hasn’t ‘experimented’.” A mischievous glint shone in his ears before fading at the reality of the many betrothed couples before him.

Arabelle couldn’t tell if she was happy or surprised by the news. At least Erik was honouring their betrothal by not fooling around behind her back, unless Chris meant that Erik has yet to experiment with the princes of the world. Gah, what did it matter - it wasn’t like she cared, really.

Still holding her tight Chris whispered into her ear as he pointed back across the room, “What about Sindri?” he murmured with faux huskiness “Then we’d be family but I would have the fitter brother...” He gave her a final squeeze as he laughed into his glass. “Keep it up Little Belle.” he said as he walked away in search of something carb-filled.

At the mention of Sindri, Arabelle snorted into her free palm. Sindri was a good looking man, yes, but he was far too much brawns for her taste. And Austerian, but that was obvious given her incompatibility with Erik. The idea didn’t seem terrible, however. She watched as Chris walked away, wondering whether she should encourage that joke or not. Perhaps she should.

But first
 Now that Chris had helped calm her mood, she was ready to check up on Genevieve, who was still being whisked around by Henri somewhere in the ballroom.

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