AR ff:Dancing to your tunes...smallprt pg94 1/5 - Page 49

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Hola people!!

guess what??? it was raining really hard last night here in chennai and my maths half yearly exam got postponed!!! I happened to be in a super mushy mood so i've penned down a hard core AR part for all of you enjoy!

Part 12-d

Sholon si sholon si

tere ankhon ki yeh roshni

kiske liye hai kiske liye hai

chandni chandni, tere chere ki yeh chandni

kiske liye hai kiske liye hai

tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana

tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana

mere liye hai bas mere liye hai

From the beginning he noticed something was amiss in her eyes. Though she danced perfectly, she was still panting and when he saw her face he felt something was not right.

sholon si sholon si

tere ankhon ki yeh roshni

kiske liye hai kiske liye hai

chandni chandni tere chere ki yeh chandini

kiske liye hai kiske liye hai

Looking her up and down he realized why she looked so uncomfortable. Her dress was extremely tight for her and was restricting her moves. It was also quite revealing and barely reached up to her mid thigh and she looked visibly awkward and embarrassed.

samjho mera joh ishara hai

joh bhi hai mera woh tumhara hai

samjho mera joh ishara hai

joh bhi hai mera woh tumhara hai

lehar mein koi hoon khoyi

manzil toh hai tu kinara hai

yeh meri adayaein yeh meri wafaein

yeh meri adayaein yeh meri wafaein

tujhko pata hai sabh tere liye hai

She stood on her toes and spread her arms, spinning outward and back into his arms. When she stretched out towards him she suddenly heard a zipping sound and in horror realized that the back zip of her dress had torn!!!!! Before she had fully realized what was happening, her zip had split and her back was beginning to get exposed!!

sholon si sholon si

meri ankhon ki yeh roshni

tere liye hai tere liye hai

chandni chandni mere chere ki yeh chandni

tere liye hai tere liye hai

When Armaan rolled her back into his arms his face registered equal shock when he found his hand was touching her bare back!!! For a moment or two both of them didn't know what to do and all Armaan could see was a look of shock and a call for help in her green eyes that were beginning to fill up with tears. At that moment Armaan suddenly took charge of the situation, he knew they could not run out of the stage now….so in one swift motion he removed the clip from her hair, letting her long black hair fall so that it covered her back. He spun her around rapidly and made her face him so that she faced the audience and her back faced him…and continued to dance without fumbling as much as they could.

haske dikha do deewane ko

joh ho raha hai ho jane do

haske dikha do deewane ko

joh ho raha hai ho jane do

He tried to keep her with her front to the audience but it was impossible to remain in that one position and keep dancing and so she had to turn again. Her body was going numb as she felt the dress tear more, and Armaan had to do all he could to keep her feet moving. In her hurry to change between the performances she had not worn a body suit inside, something that Armaan realized with horror when he felt her bare skin under his hand.

dil ke uljhan zubaan pe

ati hai toh aajane do

yeh hoton ki narmi yeh sanson ki garmi

yeh hoton ki narmi yeh sanson ki garmi

mere liye hai bas mere liye hai

The dress kept tearing more and more as she danced and she felt Armaan's hands on her back holding the dress together under her long hair.The look in his eyes told her he would never let anything happen to her. But would he really be able to prevent this inevitable disaster?????

sholon si sholon si

teri ankhon ki yeh roshni

kiske liye hai kiske liye hai

chandni chandni tere chere ki yeh chandni

kiske liye hai kiske liye hai

tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana

tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana

mere liye hai bas mere liye hai

Somehow Armaan had managed to hold her dress together from the back, not allowing it to fall off her body till the end of the song and without waiting to finish the dance he almost lifted a numb Riddhima and rushed out of the stage as the last stanza began. Anjali, who had realized what was happening onstage instantly took Riddhima in her arms, covering her securely with a wrap, she hurried her into the changing room.

The moment she heard the door of the changing stall shut, the tears she had been holding back fell rapidly down her face and she began to sob silently. Her tight dress was almost completely torn from the back and if Armaan had not been holding it up it would definitely have fallen off her body. The thought of that happening brought more tears as she leaned her back onto the changing stall door. A sense of shameful nakedness engulfed her whole body and try as she might she could not stop sobbing.. Suddenly someone banged on the door, asking her to come out. But Riddhima was completely oblivious to all this as copious tears flowed down her beautiful face. Outside the banging grew louder and a female voice hollered at her.

Girl 1: HEY! GET OUT OF THAT ROOM! OTHER PEOPLE NEED TO CHANGE TOO!!!

Another girl: What the hell yaar? Someone's been inside for the last ten minutes!!! These people take forever in the changing stalls!!!

Girl 1:Come out!!!

Hearing the constant banging on her door, Riddhima finally wiped of the tears off her face and quickly wore a pair of jeans and a white top.

The other girl: Ugghhh!!! Aisey irritating logon ki wajah se hi we never get enough time to change! Bechaari Riddhima, her whole dress tore onstage!!!

Girl 1: I don't know yaar…..it could easily have all been a preplanned set up for the cameras. Nowadays everyone does such stuff to get instant fame.

Other girl: You mean her dress was supposed to tear??

Girl 1: Aur nahin toh kya? Don't tell me Armaan just spontaneously thought of opening her hair out to cover her back up? I bet she had planned the whole thing just to get all the media attention and steal the limelight tonight!!!

Riddhima had heard everything that they said and she opened the door with a bang and marched out of the stall, her red swollen eyes silencing the two astonished girls.

When she came out of the green rooms, Muskaan shoved her to one side telling her to get out of there right then as she saw a desperate Rahul and backstage crew holding the media and fans back from coming backstage. There was a huge and unrestrainable media crowd there who shot questions at her the minute they spotted her face.

"RIDDHIMA, WHAT HAPPENED ONSTAGE?"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU FINISH THE PERFORMANCE???"

"DID ARMAAN BLANK OUT???"

"WAS THERE ANY INJURY OR ACCIDENT?"

Riddhima was pushed out of view behind the backdrop where she heard someone screaming at the top of their voice. Recognising the voice to be Armaan's she went closer to see what was happening. Armaan's voice boomed with anger, making the man back into a wall.

Designer: But Armaan, it was not my fault!!

Armaan: NOT YOUR FAULT???????????? OF COURSE IT WAS YOUR BLOODY FAULT!!! HOW THE HELL COULD YOU BE SO DAMN CARELESS??? IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU THIS WHOLE THING WOULD NEVER HAVE HAPPENED!!

Armaan was livid with anger and was blasting the designer because of whom this whole mess had happened. Eventhough he was not physically hurting him, the anger in Armaan's tone made the designer cower next to the wall, he looked like he wanted to snap that guy into two.

Designer: Armaan, I cannot go around checking every single zip on every single dress! Stop making a big deal out of it!

Armaan: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED TONIGHT??? IF THE MEDIA GOT TO KNOW OF THIS SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN SCARRED FOR LIFE!!! WHAT KIND OF A DESIGNER ARE YOU?? I CAN'T BELIEVE PEOPLE PAY YOU LAKHS FOR A DRESS, YOU CAN'T EVEN GET A SIMPLE ZIP RIGHT!!!

Designer: If the situation was that bad, why didn't you just stop dancing and walk out of stage right then and there? Who asked you to keep dancing till the whole thing tore?????

Armaan: DON'T TELL ME WHAT I COULD HAVE DONE BECAUSE THANKFULLY I HAVE MORE BRAINS THAN YOU!!! IF I HAD RUN OUT OF STAGE IN THE MIDDLE, ALL THE MEDIA WOULD HAVE CAUGHT PICTURES OF HER, THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN A HUGE STORY ABOUT HER AND THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN THE END OF IT!!!! THEY WOULD BROADCAST IT FOR THE WHOLE OF INDIA TO WATCH ON PRIMETIME TELEVISION AND SHE'D NEVER BE ABLE TO STEP OUT AGAIN!

The designer kept trying to interrupt him with his explanations but Armaan didn't give a damn about what he had to say, he was furious with the guy for being so irresponsible with Riddhima's dress.

Armaan: BUT THEN HOW WOULD YOU GET ALL THIS??? YOUR FAR TOO PEA-BRAINED TO UNDERSTAND WHAT YOUR CARELESSNESS COULD HAVE DONE TODAY!!! WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU THINK YOU HAD GIVEN HER TO WEAR? YOU CALL THAT A DRESS? HOW WAS SHE SUPPOSED TO DANCE IN THAT THING?? YOU HARDLY HAVE ANY COMMON SENSE AND YOU GO ABOUT CALLING YOURSELF A BLOODY WORLD CLASS DESIGNER!!!

At this moment Riddhima walked to them, she was facing Armaan's back. When the designer saw her he pointed to her over Armaan's shoulder and said

Designer: It's also her fault, Riddhima, why didn't you wear a body suit inside????

The moment he pointed at Riddhima, Armaan lost it completely. Taking him by the collar, he bodily lifted the guy up and pinned him to the wall.

Armaan: DON'T YOU DARE!!!!!!! Don't you dare blame riddhima for this!

His voice was a hoarse whisper but his steely blue eyes blazed with such fury that the designer immediately fell silent. Armaan dropped the guy back on the floor with a thud as though he was letting go of a disgusting piece of filth. Giving him one last menacing look, Armaan silently took an absolutely stunned Riddhima's hand and led her out of the premises through the back exit, away from the prying eyes of the media.

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Once they had rushed out of that place their pace slowed. Both of them did not know where exactly they were going but they just kept walking, holding each other's hand.

Armaan gently tugged on her hand.

Armaan: Riddhima are you okay?

She nodded in a yes but one look into her eyes and he could make out how not okay she was. He hated to see her red bloodshot eyes brimming with tears, it caused havoc within him. Her tears silently burnt with shame as she thought of how her parents would react when they came to know. As it is her dad was of the impression that her job as a choreographer was slightly better off than that of a bar girl, now that she had danced in a skimpy dress onstage which also tore, she could hardly argue with him. Her father would be convinced that his daughter was getting spoilt in Bombay, that she was losing sense of her culture, tradition and dignity and would instantly summon her back to Nagpur. In front of her eyes she could see all her dreams shattering to bits--- her dream of becoming a successful choreographer in the industry, her dream of leading an independent life in Bombay, and the biggest dream of all—to pursue her greatest passion, the essence of her very soul and her life, her dance. New tears prickled at the back of her eyes when she realized that after this incident her dad would never let her stay in Bombay anymore even if she begged and pleaded with him, there would be no more dancing for her.

When she turned she found that Armaan was not beside her anymore. She had not even

noticed when he had stooped walking. Turning around she found him staring at a board across the road.

A: Riddhima, have you gone skating before??

R: huh? What?

A: I said, do you know how to skate??

R: Yeah, I had learnt to skate when I was in school. Lekin kyun, Armaan?

A: Nothing. Come with me.

He took her wrist and crossed the road.

R: Armaan, where are we going?

A: Just wait and watch.

Armaan took her to a gate across the road and pushed it open. The board on the building said "RAINA'S SCHOOL FOR SKATING." He pushed the gate open and took her in.

They entered the office to find an old lady sleeping on a chair. She had not heard them come in and continued to snore away. Armaan nudged her shoulder.

The lady gave a scream when she awoke at finding the two of them standing there.

Lady: who are you? What are you doing here at this time of the night? How did you get in??? she got all worked up and with great difficulty stood up.

A: hello aunty. We just wanted to do some skating here and the gate was open so we came in.

Lady: oh, I must have forgotten to lock the gate again!!! You both want to skate? Now? Are you crazy? The school is closed now. Look at the time!! Come back tomorrow.

Riddhima tugged on his arm.

R: Armaan, what are you doing??? But he did not pay heed to her.

A: I know its closed aunty but we're here all the way from India. We're leaving tomorrow. Could you please open the door for us???

Lady: No. rules are rules. It's closed for the day that's it!!

A little girl came running out of the room and hugged the lady.

Girl: What happened granny?

Seeing Armaan she suddenly shrieked!!

Girl: ARMAAN!!!! OH MY GOD, ITS ARMAAN!!!

Armaan said a hi to the little girl named Eva who might have been five or six. Apparantly she was a big fan of his. Then, even the old lady recognized him to be Armaan from Bollywood. She kept on squealing in delight and he picked her up in his arms, talking to her all the while.

A: Aunty, do you watch hindi movies??

Eva: oh yes, but she doesn't know hindi!! She needs subtitles!!!

A: Do you know hindi?

Eva: of course!!! Main tumse bohat pyaar karti hoon!!! She squealed with an anglicized accent.

Both Armaan and Riddhima laughed out loud at this. Armaan placed a kiss on her cheek and said

A: Aku cinta kamu (I love you too in malay)

The little girl burst into giggles when he flashed her his dimpled smile.

He whispered something in her ear.

A(in a cajoling tone): Aunty, please let us in today? We really want to skate so Please?

Eva: She too pitched in. Yes granny let them in please???

Then they both started off together.

Please, please aunty please---

Lady: Alright alright!! I'll open the door. She handed them a pair of skates each and he thanked the old lady.

A: Thank you so much Aunty, you're really the best!!!! He planted a light kiss on her cheek.

The old lady blushed crimson and said,

Lady: go on now, you good looking rascal! She opened the door to the skating hall and put on a single bright light and shut the door behind them.

The skating ring was huge and the light illuminated only the centre of the hall. There were seats all around for people to sit and watch, like a stadium gallery. Armaan ran down the steps to the ring and put on his skates.

A: This is brilliant!! He commented.

R: Armaan, what in the world are we doing here in the middle of the night?

A: We're going to do bhangra sweetheart!

R: What?????

A: Arrey yaar, obviously we're going skating. Now stop playing 20 questions and let's go.

Riddhima sat down in a chair.

R: Who told you I want to skate? You want to skate you go. I'm not in the mood.

Riddhima didn't know why she was snapping at him but she was already irritated and pissed and she hardly wanted to skate now. He knew she was just letting off some steam, he didn't really mind it.

He just took the pair of skates and started strapping them onto her feet.

A: Armaan, what are you doing, I told you I'm in no mood for skating!! I don't even know how to skate on ice I've only been once or twice on the roads.

A: Did I ask you if you are in the mood?

Not listening to her protests, he put on the skates for her and took her into the skating ring.

Leaving her in the middle of the ring, he spread out his arms and skated around the ring once effortlessly.

A: Just look at this!!! I've missed skating so much!

He was jubilated at having found this skating ring. He loved to skate and had not had the chance to skate in years.

Riddhima got irritated when she realized he was not paying heed to her.

R: Armaan, look you can enjoy yourself, but I can't manage this ice---

She took two steps towards him and then with a loud thud fell down on the ice, landing on her bum.

R: OWW!!

Hearing the noise he turned.

A: Perfect!! Welcome to the world of ice skating!!

He had a wide smile on his face. This infuriated her all the more. Clumsily she got up from the ice.

R: ARMAAN!! She screamed. She pointed a finger at him. You know I can't ice-skate, get me out---

The moment she tried to move towards him, she lost her balance again and toppled on to the ice, this time with a bigger thud.

A: HAHAHAHA!!!! He keeled over with laughter.

When Armaan saw that she was not getting up, he stopped laughing and he said—

A: What you've decided your not going to chase me around anymore?

He got no answer from her. Instead she just turned her face away from him and drew her legs up to her chest, folding her hands across her knees.

A: Get up Riddhima?

R: What's the point??? I'm only going to fall down again.

A: Everyone has to fall. That's the only way you learn! Oh come on Riddhima, get up already!!

She still didn't answer him so he skated up to her.

A: Riddhima, chalo, get up. He coaxed her.

He offered her his hand but she turned away.

R: I'm not talking to you!!

Armaan bent down on his knees and lightly turned her chin to him. She glared at him, her eyes were beginning to fill up again.

A: Baat nahin kar sakti par skate toh kar sakti ho?

He turned her body around to face him.

A: "Come." His tone was gentle and cajoling and Riddhima reluctantly relented.

Slowly he lifted her up to her feet and she steadied herself.

A: Just walk with me.

With a grumpy face she took a few steps. Armaan walked backwards, holding her hands in his and guiding her. She put her weight on him so she wouldn't fall down again.

A: "Spread out your feet a little. That's it."

In the beginning she was feeling a bit out-of-control but slowly with his encouraging instructions she begun to get the hang of ice-skating.

A: See? Your getting the hang of it. I told you it was simple?

Still holding his hand firmly she gave him a deadly glare.

A: Oh, I'm sorry, your not talking to me right? Sorry, sorry.

He held his ears.

The moment he let go off her she was about to fall and screamed ARMAAN!!! But he caught her hands in time. Riddhima hid her smile. God, she couldn't even be pissed with him for long!

Gradually he increased his own speed as they went round the huge ring, smoothly pulling her along with him. Initially she was relying on him completely to lead her but slowly she gained confidence and began matching steps with him. Since she was a dancer, balance was hardly an issue for her and once she found her footing, she was matching steps with Armaan, gliding on the ice with him. Once Armaan felt she was comfortable he began withdrawing his hands slowly, first one hand and then the other, until he was only touching her fingertips. Her face told him how much she was enjoying herself, all the grumpiness had been replaced by a wide smile and eyes that sparkled with excitement.

Her smile brought a smile on his face, he relished watching her adorable expressions as she enjoyed the thrill of going round and round the huge skating ring. He took her hand in his and they were skating side by side, there steps were perfectly matching each others in harmony. Faster and faster they went, chasing the winds and sailing around the huge ring. Both felt a sense of elation that could never be explained, they glided around the floor hand in hand like two experienced skaters. Her hair was flying all around her face, he had never seen any girl look that beautiful ever before in his life. She felt so free, just like a bird soaring in the skies in sheer bliss. They held each other by the waist and increased their speed further, skirting the periphery of the ring. Armaan could not take his eyes off her, she looked like an enchanting nymphet who had flown down from heaven. He slowly went behind her skating together with her, their bodies moving in unison. He raised his arms and spread them out, taking her slender arms with him, a la titanic. Riddhima closed her eyes and lost herself in the moment, a sense of euphoria engulfing the two of them.

With her eyes closed she leaned backwards on him, she could feel an out-of-this-world pleasure overwhelming her. Her long swan like neck fit perfectly into the crook of his neck as leaned back into him, as though they were created together like this in unison.

Armaan intertwined their fingers together, his mind swimming with effervescence at the sight of her long neck tucked in his shoulder, temptingly close to his lips. He brought their arms down together slowly, and rested their clasped hands on her waist, encircling her in his body.

He slowly turned her around to face him, her eyes were still closed. Wasting no time, he drew her out and began to spin around in circles. "ARMAAN!!!!!" She screamed opening her eyes to see she was revolving round and round in full speed with him. He let go of one of her hands and she shrieked even louder and laughter filled his face as she spun with him, one arm dangling backwards, almost skimming the ice floor. She was squealing with ecstatic laughter as they spiraled faster, her mind escaping into oblivion. Swiftly he bent down, his hands were below her knees and before she knew it he had lifted her up in his arms, laughing and spinning with her with great momentum.

He brought her upright and tossed her up lightly in the air, Riddhima let out the biggest scream ever and then he caught from her waist and slowly brought her down, her body slithering along his as he finally came to a stop. She gasped for breath, a look of disbelief all over her face, they were oh-so-close together, their noses grazing each others, bodies fused as one. She threw her head back and let out a joyful laugh, her voice echoing in the empty stadium. She looked so heavenly that Armaan wished he could capture this moment forever in his heart.

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When they were going out they decided not to wake the old lady up again and just left her a note saying thank you from Riddhima and "the good looking rascal."

But when they reached the gates they found it to be locked up.

R: Looks like we'll have to wake her up.

Armaan eyed the walls. They were not that high and there was no fencing on top either.

A: Not necessarily.

R: Armaan, don't tell me your thinking of climbing over the walls now???

A: Chalo Riddhima!

R: Armaan this is outrageous how can we do this???

A: Trust me.

He took her hands and locked them behind his neck. Then holding her by the waist he jumped and barely managed to catch the top of the wall and began pulling them up together. Riddhima clasped on to his neck tightly in fear, she was sure they were about to fall. She was already sliding down his body and her face had reached his chest.

R: Armaan, I don't think you can do this.

A(panting): Riddhima, the duplicates don't do all the stunts in the movies you know? They don't call us heroes for nothing.

After a few more moments of heaving she said—

R: Armaan, what if there is an burglary alarm on the walls???

A: You should have thought of that before!!!

With a final pull he brought himself and Riddhima on top of the wall and lowered themselves onto the other side. As they were halfway down dangling on each other, Armaan's phone started vibrating in his pocket.

R: HAHAHAH….

Riddhima began to giggle uncontrollably and squirm in his hold.

A: Riddhima?

R: Its-its-your phone---hahah---its tickling me!!

She was wiggling and twisting her body, making it hard for him to hold onto her.

A: Riddhima, stay still. You'll fall.

R: I—I—can't!

Giving up he let go of his hand and they dropped into a bush, thankfully unhurt.

Armaan got up first and picked up his call.

A: Hello???

Rahul: Armaan?

A: Haan bol Rahul, what's the news??

Rahul: Everything's okay man! I checked with all the newspapers and TV channels. None of them have got any pictures of her dress tearing and most of them don't even know exactly what happened. So there won't be any news about this dude, you don't worry.

A: Your sure no one got any pictures or any story right??

Rahul: 100 %

A: Thanks yaar, I really owe you one!!!

Rahul: No problem! Goodnight.

A: Thank god!! They have not got any pictures, so there won't be any reports about today in the news tomorrow!!!

Riddhima was so relieved that she just flung her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his chest. Through the hug she tried to say a silent thanks to him for everything that he had done for her. She raised her head and whispered to him.

R: Thanks Armaan. I don't know what I would have done without you?

A: I didn't do anything Riddhima.

He could see she was beginning to get upset all over again.

A: Except for forcing you to skate with me.

Riddhima smiled a little. He poked her cheek with his finger making her crack into a wide smile.

A: There. That's more like my Cinderella. Any guy would have done all this for a beautiful girl like you Riddhima.

Riddhima's face lit up with a scarlet glow.

R: Stop flirting with me Armaan!! She slapped his cheek giggling. I'm not going to fall for all your movie one liners!!

A: Not going to? By the looks of it you've already fallen for me, haven't you??

She didn't answer him but instead took him by the arm and started walking, muttering stuff about an early flight the next morning. But Armaan didn't need any answer because her red cheeks, fidgety fingers and flitting eyes gave it all away.

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how was it???

guys, let me be honest i am in the 12th and most people think i should stop this fic soon but i don't want to do that because i really enjoy writing this fic and i think if i want to really do something i can always take time out for it. so if i am trying to post parts in the middle of my half yearlies, it would really make me feel better if more of you came back with your feedback.it hardly takes a minute to write one line or press that beloved like button.

thanks a ton!

love

sumedha

Sumedha ,sometime patience gives u best result.This statement correctly apply with this part.

oh my god what a part it was .i was like bas khatam ho gaya---------------------------

Angry Ammy -----------------------------------oh God why the hell he argued with Ammy ----i think he don't aware of this fact Ammy is kick boxer😉

Now A rascal Armaan -------I love HIM-------------------❤️

and more i love that skating part .u know i never wanna skate ,but now i will---------------------

It was like some one soar me upwards nd i reached there---------where is only --Horizon of love ,comfort-- nd i love this feeling.

thanks to u.

pipe nd Armaan purana rishta hai...................😉😆

Best lines--->

Not going to? By the looks of it you've already fallen for me, haven't you??

well this is interesting question -------

Answer is yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

thanks Dear for this wonderful update-------------------or else i should thanks to rain in chennai---------😉

My Prayer...





Should I kiss your lips, my love
and stare long into your eyes,
I will have reached the shore
of a distant paradise.

Should I hear you whisper
how much you'll always care,
I will know, love,
that heaven heard my prayer.

love

ritu

hmm lets give u some reasons to continue with this fic!!!

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*she sould be revising but what the sam heck*

*she runs away seeing the 119 pms in her inbox*

*decided to see.*

*screams after seeing the top one*

*opens the link*

*ta da... arrives here*

*relishes the part*

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