ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t opens̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n a gentleman's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ club. Alala's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ dr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝es̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ed pr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝etty s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗candalous̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ly, but that ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ kȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nd of the ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝dea. He's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ dead s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗et on makȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng money, lots̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ and lots̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, becaus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e he's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ got to fund ( and fuel ) hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ newes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t obs̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗es̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝on. He's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n the mȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ddle of a pole dancȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng per̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝mance on s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tage, …one that’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ flamboyant as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ he ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗. Fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng up Alala takes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a bow, quȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ckly s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗cannȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng the fr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ont of the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tage to fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nd that a nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ce chunk of change had been thr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝own hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ way - awes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ome! ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hame that thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ only the fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t half of the nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght, becaus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e he would abs̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗olutely have loved to fucken baȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝l on the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗econd half.
Alala takes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ leave of the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tage and heads̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the back for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ a br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ef br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eak. He us̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗es̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t to fr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝es̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hen up, but mor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝mpor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝tantly he gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝abs̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ phone and pulls̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ up a lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t of books̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗. A few s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tand out tȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝tles̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e: the Legacy of a Lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝felong Cur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e, As̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ Hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝y, A Look ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the Pas̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t, Kȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ndlȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗oul's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ Flame, Dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝vȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ty 4nd theȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ Elements̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, & Blood Magȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝c, the r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝tuals̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ of Lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ve s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗acr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ce and the Taboo of s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf Depr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ecȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝atȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝on. s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ome have check mar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ks̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ next to theȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ names̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, but other̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ have outr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ageous̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ number̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ bes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝de them ( s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ome well ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the thous̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ands̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ).
"ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t looked lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ke ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ got a decent amount, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o wȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝th what ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ had put as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝de ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hould be able to get another̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ one." He s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗eems̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ delȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ghted by thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗. "And ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝f ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝..." But then he s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ghs̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ excȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝tement taper̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng. "ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝f ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ play my car̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ds̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght, then ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ may even be able to get a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗econd." He s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗huts̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ eyes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ and takes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a few deep br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eaths̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, tr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝yȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng to hype hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ms̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf up. "Jus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t a few mor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ghts̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, alr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght, you got thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, come on, ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ know you got thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗..." He nods̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ to hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ms̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf a couple of tȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝mes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗mȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ he does̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o. "ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ got thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗." Alala s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tates̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝mly, hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ vȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝gor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝enewed, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o he has̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ly s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tas̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ phone and heads̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ back out ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the club.
Alala ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ pulled as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝de quȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ckly – a r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ough tug landȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝m ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n the lap of a r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ch phȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝lanthr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝opȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t. As̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ much as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ he’d lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ke to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗nap at hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝m for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ beȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o fucken r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ough, thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ what the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗econd of the nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght entaȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ls̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ – a mor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e hands̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ on exper̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ence for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ both hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ms̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf and theȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ wealthy clȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝entele. He’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ jus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗omethȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗how off, gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ope, and occas̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝onally or̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝der̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ ar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ound. He gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ns̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ and bear̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t, becaus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ what he’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ paȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝d to do…
A few hour̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n and he’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ managed to dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ocȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ate, though he gets̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗lap to the face to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗nap hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝m back to r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ealȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ty. Alala blȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nks̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ngȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng a hand to hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eddenȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng cheek.
“ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝'m not payȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng you to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗pace out." A gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝umble. "ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ want to ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ntr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝oduce you to a ver̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝y clos̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e fr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝end of mȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ne, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝x your̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ face, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝aȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght up, and s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗mȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝le *r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eal* pr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝etty." He makes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a motȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝on towar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝d the entr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ance of the club, a dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ted fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝gur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tandȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng ther̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e among a couple of other̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗. "█████, thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ̷⃫̸̡̤̤̩͉̙͚̠͙̣̘̮̜̘̮͚͉͋̂͂̔͑̉͛́͘o̵⃫̵̱̣͚͖̍̈́͌̈́͋̉̄̉̔̌͐͊͂͑͐̽̆̎̑́͘͝ɹ̴⃫̴̨̛͇̥͉̺͔̣̗̠͉͙̞̤͍̩͔̉͌̀̄͋̕ᴉ̵⃫̵̧͖͈̲̦̦͇̺̻̙͎̮͎̲̫̻͖͖̹͔̝̘̑͑́̓̇̔̎̅̈́̾̐̉̀̇̈́̏̍̀͘̕͜͝ɥ̵⃫̶̺͓̠̻̒͂͑͐̎̈̈́̋͌̌͗́̈́̆s̷̗͉̋̂͊̈́̌̓͌͠..."
As̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ the dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ted fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝gur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e takes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tep for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝war̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝d ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t tear̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗wȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng vor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝tex ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n the r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝oom, one that s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ucks̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ever̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ythȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t, and then the entȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e memor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝y fades̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ to black.
replay 04.
Alala takes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ leave of the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tage and heads̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the back for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ a br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ef br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eak. He us̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗es̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t to fr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝es̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hen up, but mor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝mpor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝tantly he gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝abs̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ phone and pulls̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ up a lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t of books̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗. A few s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tand out tȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝tles̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e: the Legacy of a Lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝felong Cur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e, As̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ Hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝y, A Look ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the Pas̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t, Kȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ndlȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗oul's̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ Flame, Dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝vȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ty 4nd theȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ Elements̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, & Blood Magȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝c, the r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝tuals̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ of Lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ve s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗acr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ce and the Taboo of s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf Depr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ecȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝atȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝on. s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ome have check mar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ks̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ next to theȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ names̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, but other̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ have outr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ageous̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ number̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ bes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝de them ( s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ome well ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the thous̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ands̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ).
"ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t looked lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ke ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ got a decent amount, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o wȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝th what ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ had put as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝de ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hould be able to get another̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ one." He s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗eems̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ delȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ghted by thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗. "And ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝f ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝..." But then he s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ghs̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ excȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝tement taper̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng. "ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝f ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ play my car̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ds̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght, then ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ may even be able to get a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗econd." He s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗huts̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ eyes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ and takes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a few deep br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eaths̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, tr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝yȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng to hype hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ms̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf up. "Jus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t a few mor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ghts̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, alr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght, you got thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, come on, ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ know you got thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗..." He nods̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ to hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ms̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf a couple of tȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝mes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗mȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ he does̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o. "ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ got thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗." Alala s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tates̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝mly, hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ vȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝gor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝enewed, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o he has̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ly s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tas̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗hes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ phone and heads̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ back out ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto the club.
Alala ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ pulled as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝de quȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ckly – a r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ough tug landȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝m ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n the lap of a r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ch phȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝lanthr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝opȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t. As̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ much as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ he’d lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ke to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗nap at hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝m for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ beȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o fucken r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ough, thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ what the s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗econd of the nȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght entaȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ls̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ – a mor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e hands̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ on exper̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ence for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ both hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ms̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗elf and theȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ wealthy clȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝entele. He’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ jus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗t s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗omethȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗how off, gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ope, and occas̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝onally or̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝der̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ ar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ound. He gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ns̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ and bear̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t, becaus̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ what he’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ paȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝d to do…
A few hour̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n and he’s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ managed to dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗as̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ocȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ate, though he gets̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗lap to the face to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗nap hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝m back to r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ealȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ty. Alala blȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nks̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗, br̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ngȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng a hand to hȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eddenȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng cheek.
“ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝'m not payȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng you to s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗pace out." A gr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝umble. "ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ want to ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ntr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝oduce you to a ver̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝y clos̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗e fr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝end of mȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ne, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗o fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝x your̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ face, s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝aȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ght up, and s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗mȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝le *r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝eal* pr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝etty." He makes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a motȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝on towar̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝d the entr̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ance of the club, a dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ted fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝gur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tandȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng ther̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e among a couple of other̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗. "█████, thȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ̷⃫̸̡̤̤̩͉̙͚̠͙̣̘̮̜̘̮͚͉͋̂͂̔͑̉͛́͘o̵⃫̵̱̣͚͖̍̈́͌̈́͋̉̄̉̔̌͐͊͂͑͐̽̆̎̑́͘͝ɹ̴⃫̴̨̛͇̥͉̺͔̣̗̠͉͙̞̤͍̩͔̉͌̀̄͋̕ᴉ̵⃫̵̧͖͈̲̦̦͇̺̻̙͎̮͎̲̫̻͖͖̹͔̝̘̑͑́̓̇̔̎̅̈́̾̐̉̀̇̈́̏̍̀͘̕͜͝ɥ̵⃫̶̺͓̠̻̒͂͑͐̎̈̈́̋͌̌͗́̈́̆s̷̗͉̋̂͊̈́̌̓͌͠..."
As̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ the dȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ted fȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝gur̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e takes̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗tep for̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝war̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝d ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t tear̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ a s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗wȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝lȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng vor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝tex ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝n the r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝oom, one that s̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ucks̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ ever̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝ythȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝ng ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝nto ȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝t, and then the entȋ̷̛͇̳̥͇͔̫̩̩͇̎͘͝r̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝e memor̸̛̦̤͍̗̭̈̃́̄͒͛̄͝y fades̸̛̳̖͇͔̬̫͎̍̅̌͑͑͗ to black.