𝓝𝓸 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓼𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓫𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓮.
𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓪𝓯𝓪𝓻,
𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓻𝔂 𝓳𝓪𝓻.
𝓞𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓼, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓷𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽,
𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮.
(Keep it appropriate.)
(Keep it appropriate.)
But leave it onto a paper for now, as I will return to my “watercooler” good day for now.
[* Miss Mizzle started to change forms, glowing so ever brightly in the process. She finishes ]
But leave it onto a paper for now, as I will return to my “watercooler” good day for now.
[* Miss Mizzle started to change forms, glowing so ever brightly in the process. She finishes ]