”𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨—𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩—𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 𝙐𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡…” Poe-tic license taken in a spooky, licentious wlw meet-cute. (5,200 words) **PAYMENT IS ENTIRELY OPTIONAL** INPUT "0" TO GET THIS ABSOLUTELY FREE. Any payment will be regarded as a donation/tip. Thank you very much in advance.