𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝
𝐓𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴.
“𝘎𝘦𝘦𝘻, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶?”
“𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 ‘𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?”
“𝘈 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.”
“𝘖𝘩. 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘵?”
“𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐’𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺.”
“𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮. 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺.”
-𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘕𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭
𝐓𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴.
“𝘎𝘦𝘦𝘻, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶?”
“𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 ‘𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?”
“𝘈 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.”
“𝘖𝘩. 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘵?”
“𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐’𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺.”
“𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮. 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺.”
-𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘕𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭