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ZAYN ✩ STARDUST
mate, i know it's been a minute, but congratulations on the new album. bummer that we were forced here in the middle of it all, but hey... at least it's pretty chill so far. unless the paps get wind of us all here, in which case we're doomed. | @malikfms
A pretty long fuckin' minute for sure. Thank you, I've been having a good time getting back into the music and everything. Congratulations on your albums as well as your tours, I bet you're kinda bummed to put a slight pause on your tour for this trip. For me I think it's a bummer being away from Khai, the next time we go on one of these I'm going to convince Gigi to have us take her. Hopefully the paps don't get wind of it, I think we're all dealing with more than enough. Adding them to the mix would be shit. We gotta drinks one of these nights though, catch up and everything.
i don't know what the put in the water over there across the pond, but it seems a lot of music these days is coming from over there. i suspect it's the seasonal depression that gets the creative juices flowing. that being said, congrats on the album and now i think i've reached my kindness quota for the day. | @malikfms
I mean, if we wanna call Pennsylvania across the pond, sure, we can do that. I do imagine though that the weather has been influencing a lot of things happening on the musical front over there. Thanks though, means a lot. Ah, well. You know. At least there was that.
i'm going to need you to be one hundred percent completely honest with me right now. do i look like i have been crying? i will admit i had a super hard time leaving tank behind. he loves the pet sitter but he was whining so bad and he refused to budge from the door until i bribed him with treats. i know i'm on vacation but i feel so bad. so i'm going to need you to tell me that i don't look like a mess and then you are going to need to invite me out for a drink i think. @malikfms
Like... a hundred percent honest? This isn't a trick, right? No, I'm kidding. One glance, it doesn't look like you've been crying no. But if you know what you're looking for you can kind of see it in under the eyes a bit. But like I said, you have to know what you're looking for, and really look. So, to others - absolutely not. That does sound like it was a hard time. The whining would just pull me right back in. Awh, your poor dog. One of these days there'll be a trip that you can take him with. You don't look like a mess and I do think drinks are in order for sure, I saw some really nice bars along the beach.
i think i would only be thanking this hacker if they also coughed up the cash for this impromptu extravaganza. i mean, it's only polite, right? i don't even know how to feel seeing as i've been feeling like absolute trash lately. trust me, i'm going to enjoy it, just as much as my body allows me too. can i be lame and say relaxing and eating? maybe finish up a book or two... or five. along with some good eats. i don't know, we'll see how i'm feeling. how about you? got any wild adventures planned? and, by the way, if you plan on having any jet ski races, count me the hell in. i'm lame, but not that lame.
You have a pretty solid point there, Taylor. I think that's completely fair. Being sick on such a nice vacation is probably one of the worst things, is there anything I can get for you? I think your body is very much trying to protest all the travelling you do. That's not lame at all, laying out on the beach, or even your villa deck and just relaxing sounds actually really nice. What books are you reading right now? You could get one of those pool floating breakfast trays delivered to you, enjoy some time in the water while having some food. I think I'm gonna go for a hike one of these days, I heard one of the staff talking about this waterfall up a trail a bit and I want to check it out. Cliff diving sounds fun too. A jet ski race? I think we're gonna have to pencil that in for sure. Just let me know when your stomach settles enough for it and we'll do just that.
It's been way too long since the last time we saw each other, Demi. How have you been? Life been treating you good? We should totally meet up later and catch up over some drinks. @ddlovcto
What's one thing you've always wanted to do when you come to the Maldives? We have to get together and do whatever it is, I've seen a few boats go out for some shark diving, or snorkeling. There's jet skis, hiking, drinking - there's a lot. You name it and we'll do it. @gomvzs
How much trouble do you think we'd get into with your team if I took you cliff diving with me? Obviously, it's safe otherwise I wouldn't suggest it. But I'm just imagining the shitstorm of a call I'd get from your team yelling at me over it. @hollandisms
𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 | 𝐙𝐈𝐆𝐈. 📅 : SATURDAY, JUNE 8TH. 📍 : BEACH DOCK, WALDORF ASTORIA, MALDIVES. ⛔ : NONE.
the model's first day waking up in the maldives was truly surreal. her earliest of mornings ended on a high note, which started off with a platter of fresh island fruit enjoyed on her oceanfront terrace, and concluded with a call to khai ( truly ambitious efforts on her part as she forced herself to wake up extra early in order to catch the toddler before bed ). gigi's head had been all over the place concerning her mother, ever since the night in vegas where her and zayn mapped everything on the table. until she could find some peace and logistical understanding with the previously transpired events, she had decided that she'd take some desperately needed breathing room from her mom. with that being said, the island getaway was practically the universe granting her some very much needed luck. the blonde's toned figure stunned in a sunflower toned yellow bikini as her waist was mildly covered in a cream knitted knotted skirt, meaning her exposed backside was subject to the sun's rays against her fair complexion. her attention had been occupied by snapping some instagram worthy content when she observed a face she was truly hoping to forget, now hogging up the focus of her iphone lens. "i thought the days of you photobombing me were long gone.. but i guess not." gigi brought down her device, allowing it to linger at her side for a moment before she tosses it in her crossed purse. "i'm scared to ask why we're both here. is it time for round two of family feuding?" her snarkiness is met with a small giggle, denoting her motives are anything but harmful, but she's still slightly bothered by their last encounter. / @malikfms
Never in his life had Zayn ever slept so peacefully in a hotel bed as he did the other night. It was hot enough to keep the door to his villa open, allowing for the sea breeze to blow in and kiss his skin as he slept, covering him in the scent of sea salt. He awoke refreshed to the sound of waves gently lapping against the foundation poles of the villa, the birds of the Maldives singing their morning song. The peacefulness was interrupted by the gnarly sound of his empty stomach, begging for some kind of substance. Taking advantage of the room service, Zayn left his door unlocked so they could leave it on his table as he took a shower, getting ready for the day. Another vacation meant another couple weeks away from home, away from Khai. At one point or another, his daughter would start to wonder why they left her behind while they went and did all these extravagant things. He made a mental note to talk to Gigi about taking her with them next time they were summoned.
After his shower, Zayn wrapped the towel around his hips as he made his way out of the steaming bathroom, eyes immediately taking to the tray of breakfast items. It wasn’t long before Zayn got changed into some shorts and a black button down shirt, leaving it unbuttoned to keep cool in the Maldives heat. Once the musician had some food in his stomach, he set out to enjoy the rest of the day. It was easy to spot the model, and he had a small laugh to himself as he watched her take some pictures for what he had assumed would be her Instagram. He really should have stayed away, let her enjoy the peace she was given but the pull to her was magnetic and even if he wanted to ( he didn’t ) he couldn’t stop himself from walking over to her. Dark hues drinking her beauty in, against his wishes - his mind flashed back to all the times he had traced his fingers down her bare back and pressed his lips to the curve of her neck ; his mind was set to remind him further of that until her voice sliced through his thoughts, bringing him back to reality. A reality in which they weren’t like that anymore. A reality in which Zayn had kissed her in Vegas, then left afterwards. “Am I photobombing you, or are you secretly taking pictures of me and just covering it up?” The retort comes easily, the corners of his lips turning up into a smirk. “You have to be a family for that, don’t you?” A brow lifts, the smile soon gracing his lips to show he meant no ill intention with the remark that had just left his lips. “I think we can save the coparenting feuding for later.”
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Better (2020) Dir. Ryan Hope
I'm not sure how I feel about small planes, it was pretty cool being able to see what I did but I had just watched a movie where a seaplane crashed into the water and really, that's my luck. My pilot was cool though, I guess. Talkative, gave me some pretty useless facts that I'm not sure I'll ever need. Like, did you know that sea turtles don't get stung by jellyfish because they have scales and those scales protect them for the venom? And a million other parts of them protect them too. Please tell me how that fact is going to be useful in my life. @kvlicjj
Seems as if whoever's texting us is completely behind you with your hot girl summer plan. What's a better place to do that than the Maldives? Have any fun plans that you're going to do while we're here, or just going to go with the flow? @isabellakhair
Okay so I'm confused here, do we thank whoever this hacker is for sending us to Vegas and the Maldives, or are we still on edge? I feel like I'm both for sure, for obvious reasons. But also at the same time, there's no way in hell I'm passing up the chance to enjoy my stay here. So much to do in the two weeks we're here, I'm kind of excited. What're you looking forward to doing? @tayalisn
the pain associated all those years with her mother not accepting her ex boyfriend out of all the choices she had made, really stuck the hardest for her. because in gigi's mind, she'd done everything that was asked of her, or rather, what was expected of her. she'd be lying if she said she never cared to ask or that her mother disapproval didn't keep her up several nights, because it did. it even spread doubt beneath the depths of her deepest, sincerest feelings for him, that maybe they just were not right for one another. she never questioned it beyond that. or stopped to wonder if there's malicious intent behind yolanda's disapproval. it was always painted in a way that only a mother could understand. well, now gigi was one. yet.. there was still so much she did not feel was right. there would come a day, khai would fall in love, hopelessly, if she was anything like both of her parents. she's sure she might not love the suiters going off how some kids can be, but she's quite certain she'd never force her daughter to give up someone just because she deems them wrong for her. with zayn, she is quite aware that this battle has the lifespan of lasting for several more hours, days even. it's not like it's their first rodeo as parents disagreeing on what's best for their daughter. does her silence mean he's right? she really hopes not. because even if she goes that route, she refuses to give in. there has to be a way for him as khai's father to feel comfortable and for her own mother to still have her basic maternal grandmother rights. "for khai." she matches his smile, attempting her best not to ease too much into the meaning of such.
it's a copout. kind of.. because she wholeheartedly agrees. in fact, it might be the most aligned they've been of the entire evening. her previous smile moments before has returned, but it's pearly white and has flourished wide against her tinted high cheekbones. the raw, selfless, and unconditional love for their best creation goes beyond her wildest imagination. every fear she's ever had associated with pregnancy and motherhood has been neutralized and tended to by his devoted and assuring manner. her angelic warrior spirit is proof of this. tenderhearted but fearless, and all things in between. "you got me." she shakes her head, accepting defeat. anytime she is challenged and reminded of her greatest love, she will take the l. and proudly at that. "you're not alone in that, z. i've given up so much more her and i will always put her first. that's exactly why i had us all live in new york her first year.. i wanted that freedom for all of us. you think that i'm not able to see things for what they are, but i do. i just.." she signs deeply, closing her eyes for a long moment. words feel repetitive and thoughts feel the same. "i think that we just fight, and waste our energies.. only to find out we have the same point of view. i made the same promise to protect her the moment i laid my eyes on her the night she was born." gigi stands firm in her footing. she's worked tirelessly to protect their family's privacy, but especially khai's. the paparazzi. social media. she's led her own fair share of battles with yolanda over this too. it's something she'll continue until her last breath. "i can't hate her for it. i just can't.. i have hope that my mom feels shame. feels bad for all she's done to us. deep down i know she's not a horrible person.. her parents might done it to her. it's not always black and white, you better than anyone should understand that." she snaps back. always one to dig deeper than the surface, her empathy has always known no bounds.
the armor she wears day in and day out begins to disintegrate. she's getting pretty damn irritated with him being right about a lot tonight. if she could've foreseen this episode of psychoanalyzing gigi hadid, she perhaps would've just smiled and maybe this night would've ended a lot differently. her sleeves are pulled through by her fingers which have anxiously scrunched themselves into the shape of her palms. his observations always pierced right through her, clinging to the memories she kept locked and stored. nobody had ever seen her the way he did. she was more than a model. a pretty face. more than a daughter. and even still, he saw her more than a mom. but with this came pain. more pain than he probably ever realized. she didn't want him to feel this way about her. it was easier if he saw her as an ordinary person. a bitter ex, even. "oh hush.. that's not - ... i've just never met someone who knows me so well. that's all." her defense mechanism interjects to deflect his observations. it's not that she's insecure or incapable of accepting past compliments he's pointed out. she's in the most confident era of her life. it's the fact it hurts to hear him speak about her in this way. because she's worried she doesn't deserve it. it is an unimaginable pain to consider for one moment zayn might be the only person who has shown her unconditional love without expectations, outside her siblings and beautiful friends. "you keep forgetting, z. we're her parents. yolanda didn't give birth to her. i did.. you were there. we raise her. please stop acting like yolanda is her nanny influencing her daily." another deep sigh, one that is more obvious. her temples are practically screaming at her to stop discussing her mother. it's distressing on every level.
having his touch mutually returned to hers, illuminates her, simply washing away any previous stress. it's the calm after a very brave storm. the words 'i needed you' strike her in the chest heavily without the physical impact that would've been brought on. her throat swallows hard, trying to find her voice. all she wanted to do that night was return home. to go back to where she knew she belonged beside zayn, except she couldn't. the pull yolanda had on her was much more suffocating than she realized. only now, she's starting to see. maybe not in the way the male would like, but still, she's coming to terms with the fact things were not as she once realized. with him closing distance between them presently and her heart pattering against the cage it resides in, she can almost feel that forgiveness is around the corner. that maybe, just maybe, they can finally close this chapter of where things have been the last few years for khai's sake. the last thing she ever expected was him to be this close to her, breathing the very same air as her, giving her this vulnerable side of him again. then, adding an apology on top of it... it was nearly shocking on every level. in fact, gigi is pretty sure her mind is on overload, having extreme processing issues. so many thoughts staking to claim their dominance, for a chance to become her next set of words. "if i handled it right and protected khai.. then why do i feel like i made the wrong choice?" her words string out of her in a broken whisper. his previous words about their future are holding her captive, coupled with the fact - her own personal elephant in the room. he was never in love with her. because zayn malik doesn't know if he's ever been in love, right? the loop playing in her head is nonstop. because she must've killed herself watching the clip about a hundred times. unsure of how he can seem so full of light iterating such daggers. like as if eight years of present day history has meant nothing. it was tragically one sided. despite having him right here, their features touching... gigi has hurt herself with an internalized idea of something she conditioned herself to believe didn't want because they weren't together anymore. "nevermind. i don't know why it matters. you weren't even in.." she stops. gigi can't bring herself to finish that sentence, afraid desperately of what his response would be. confirming that everything she fears is true. and maybe it's just better to believe that there's a small chance the interview was an exaggeration of his true feelings. that even though it hurts a lot to consider, maybe he simply is not in love anymore, yet could have loved her before, and just doesn't anymore. that would be something she could live with, versus an idea of what he said is true, and he really never has experienced being in love. "i.. sorry i don't know why i'm so emotional right now. i probably just miss khai.." reluctantly, she pulls away and allows her straight back to face him while she breathes slightly through sniffles. the familiar walls have returned just as her finger is catching any fallen tears in the corner of her eye.
FOR KHAI.
For their daughter, they would do anything - that much they could both agree on. His reply is silent, chin dipping into a single nod. And though it was just for Khai, he couldn’t help but feel relieved in the case of his ex too. His teeth sink into the flesh of his cheek as he watches her smile grow, trying to bite back the smirk that was seconds away from breaking through. “Yeah, I had a feeling that’d work.” He admits, one shoulder coming up in a shrug. He’s silent as he listens to her, allowing her to finish her thoughts as he nods along, a silent way of showing that he’s listening. “I know you did.” He never once doubted that, “But I don’t think we have the same point of view, not exactly.” They could both agree on wanting the best for Khai, wanting to protect her, raise her up in a family feeling so loved - but the line was drawn when it came to a specific family member. And just going back around to it at this point felt a lot like beating a dead horse. “I would never ask you to hate your mother.” He replies, shaking his head - the silent thought of him hating her enough for the both of him flashes in his mind, “I just wish you could see her for what she really is. But I can’t force you, and I’m just – I’m tired of fighting this battle. I feel as if I’m pushing a very stubborn boulder up a very steep hill and getting nowhere with it.” Gigi the boulder, Yolanda the hill. “I don’t care how her parents raised her to be frank. You’d think she’d take that and want to do the opposite of it and break the cycle but apparently not.” A pause, licking his lips over before dragging his teeth over his lesser lip with a deep breath - “One of these days, you’re going to see her for who she really is. You’ll see how toxic she is, and she’s going to hurt you.” Something he obviously didn’t like to think about, but Zayn was a realist more than anything. “And I imagine it’s going to be absolutely Earth shattering because she’s your mother and you seeing her in any other light is just… impossible. I don’t want it to happen, obviously. I’d like it if I could stop it and shield you from it. But I can’t. I never could.” he didn’t have that kind of power, “But when it happens, I want you to know that I’ll be there. My door will never be shut to you.”
At this point, he was best friends with regret. He’s regretted a lot in his life, some things so much darker than the others, would talking to Gigi this way become one of his regrets? Another several things to add to that ever growing list? Or would it be the aftermath of the action that he’d regret? He didn’t fuckin’ know, thinking about it wasn’t doing any good either. Her comment hangs in the air, it’s heavy between them and Zayn nods a single nod, the ghost of a smile hinting on his lips. He once thought Gigi was the one, the one that could flip his entire world upside down, the one who would consume his thoughts, the one he would love until his dying breath, the one that got away. And there was a part of him that still believed that. And one would imagine that someone would be happy with it, but for Zayn it was painful. Because they were at a place that he never thought they would be, the distance between them has grown over the years and she has very clearly moved on with Bradley. Zayn was a thing of the past. What they had was a thing of the past. “Not even Mr. Bradley Cooper?” A brow raises, head tilting to the side ever so slightly as eyes flash with a challenging curiosity, the hint of smugness in there. “That’s a good thing though, isn’t it?” He asks a second later, “Being with someone who really knows you.” The comment about her mother raises a brow, and Zayn nods slowly. “Does she know that? Does she know that she’s not Khai’s parent? Because from day one, she overlooked me as Khai’s parent and completely ignored me and any decision I made. She doesn’t respect me as Khai’s father, she never respected me as your boyfriend. I’m nothing but a speck on the bottom of her overpriced shoe to her, which obviously I couldn’t give a fuck about - but getting overlooked as your partner and Khai’s parent, yeah that kind of pisses me off.”
Her broken whisper hangs in the air and it’s as if Zayn could hear the crack through his heart at the question. He mulls the question over in his head, trying to find the answer but not being able to come up with anything. “I can’t answer that for you.” His voice is quiet between the two, “I think that’s a question you need to answer for yourself.” With the closeness between them, Zayn could practically see the battle she was fighting herself in her eyes, the unspoken thoughts that plagued her mind and then she lets one of those thoughts surface, and he freezes - holding his breath as he waited for her to finish that sentence. “I wasn’t in what, Gigi?” He has a feeling he knows exactly what she’s referring to, but he wants to hear her say it. It wasn’t that long ago that Zayn had done the interview, the memory of it was still fresh in his mind. But if it was in her mind as well, that means that she watched it. She saw Zayn say what he said. “Finish the sentence.” The demand is soft. Already gearing up for what he would say when she finished it, or at the very least trying to. He didn’t mean it, he knew that. He wasn’t sure if he said it because he was bitter or not, he didn’t think he was but it was a possibility that a small part of him was. But he said it because he didn’t want to give her the power she had over him, didn’t want to hand his heart on a silver platter only for her to take a dagger to it the way Taylor did the Blank Space cake. He wanted to move on, so desperately. Wanted to close his eyes, take a breath and leave their relationship behind. But he couldn’t, and that killed him.
The absence of her consuming his space and vice versa is felt when she pulls back and faces away from him immediately. How many times would Zayn be the cause, somehow, of the tears that lined her eyes? How many times would he be the cause of her heartbreak? How many times would he let her walk away? “Yeah.” He nods, rubbing the back of his neck. “I miss her too.” Being away from her was always tough. He takes a step towards Gigi, feet becoming lead for a second as he debates his next move carefully. Lips press into a line before he moves again, her previous unfinished sentence still heavy on his mind. Walking around her, he’s tentative as he gently lifts her chin, hues searching hers. Reckless, he was so fucking reckless and impulsive and it was that recklessness and impulsivity that leads him to lean forward, lips caressing hers as he kissed her, hesitantly at first as every single alarm went off in his head about how this was a bad idea, then a little bit more confidently, like he’s done so many times in the past before, full of the longing, and passion and love he had for her. One hand comes up to rest on her cheek, the pad of his thumb grazing along her high cheekbone as the other hand fell to her waist. After a few seconds, he’s the one to stop back. “That should answer your question.” He hated giving her that piece of him, but he didn’t want her to think that he never loved her. That he wasn’t in love with her. He clears his throat, “I should probably go.” Yet as he said it, he didn’t move.
you heard correctly, my friend! i actually was bit by that spider while we were filming and those screams in the scene? they were genuine but i don't think all of them were used. since it's a rom com and those were a bit much for it. glenn was my hero that day because he realized i wasn't acting. i still have a nice scar to remember the incident!
Yeah, I'm not too sure how people would react to seeing you actually hurt, it'd be a little off-putting. It was just the right amount. Way to go, Glenn. Everyone needs a Glenn in that kind of moment, that's one hell of a story though. Looking back you can be like 'I got bit by a spider filming this scene.' You were okay though right? I imagine they wouldn't put a poisonous spider on set, but I have no doubt it still hurt.
because you're not there to talk some sense into the swifties, get up there zayn! it's your time to shine! what about you? would you do it? or am i the only psychotic person on this planet? do me a favor and put me down slowly if the answer is no. i do. i sleep like a newborn baby. travis is always like, um... taylor? and i'm over there with my face in a drool soaked pillow already. zayn, that is not a default emoji. you can't tell me that comes with the app or whatever because i feel like that's a lie. stop lying to me or i'm telling gigi. that was actually meredith, my other demon child. benjamin seems to be the only angel in the equation thus far although i love them all equally. you don't sound like a dick... and this is between us obviously... but i agree. yolanda has always been a lot. i always feel so intimidated around her. zayn, oh my god! i can't believe you'd eat kfc in front of the chickens. that should be a freakin' war crime. maybe they are biting your ankles because you deserve it, have you ever thought about that? honestly, if animals don't rule your life, then who does? it's always been that way with me and the cats... they control me. i am the puppet in their master plan. uh, when am i going to get some salsa and honey? i saw you brought some honey to kelly clarkson and i was so jealous, although she deserves the world. i have to say that both of those songs are absolutely electric to perform. i can't decide which one i like better. but, the energy from the crowd is amazing. are you going to tour soon or what? i'm growing increasingly impatient here.
Are you giving me permission to go all dad on the Swifty fandom? I can get behind this. It might go in several different directions, kind of like something else I know, but I can definitely do it. I love performing, so yeah I think I would definitely do it. I feel like I would have to put myself through this immense training to get through it, honestly with all the dancing and running around you do - it's amazing. You're a lot of things Taylor but psychotic is not one of them. Ahh, that poor lad. No, I'm kidding. How are things with that, by the way? Are you sure it's not? I've seen it everywhere, even on snapchat. Which I don't use a lot, but you know. Maybe you're right, maybe it's something you have to download but it's still a thing! Telling Gigi on me, huh? We can't have that. Oh, Meredith. Had such high hopes for her. For some reason I thought she was the angel one, but you know what - I feel like that checks out. Taking after her namesake a bit and everything. Yeah, she's definitely... an acquired taste. 'm afraid I don't have the palate for that. Look I love my chickens, but I do need to remind them from time to time who's the boss. I clean up after them, and feed them, and love them the least they could do is take it easy on my ankles. It's all I ask. That is so true, but also in that same breath. A three year old. She's rules my life more than anything. I always thought I'd be the dad that's like 'No you can't do this' and stick with that, but she has me wrapped around her finger. There was a few times where my mum had to scold me into following through with saying no or something. I will make you the best salsa and honey that I can and deliver it to you myself, are you more of a mild or spicy kind of person? I get so excited when I get to give someone something I made, I mean I didn't make the honey but you know. Oh I bet the energy is amazing when the songs are being played, I'm sure I'd get goosebumps just listening to their energy. I am in the talks of going on tour, it's kind of in that beginning stage of figuring it all out and whatnot, but the plan is to tour for sure.
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––– ❛ interactions 【 𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙤𝙭. 】
––– ❛ para 【 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮'𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣' 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠. 】
––– ❛ texts 【 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨. 】
––– ❛ answered 【 𝙞'𝙢 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚. 】
––– ❛ mentions 【 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚. 】
––– ❛ hacker 【 𝙞'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. 】