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Current Disrespect will close doors that apologies can’t open. Let that sink in..
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5 days ago
I was never colorblind to the red flags, I just hoped I was wrong
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2 mos ago
Not all who wander are lost.. but I, personally, am lost.
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6 mos ago
I hope when Death finally comes that it feels like it used to when dad used to carry me inside after falling asleep in the truck.
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8 mos ago
If the gods didn't want me to commit fatherless behavior, they should have given my mother better taste in men.
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𝙷𝚎 / 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 · 𝟸𝟿 · 𝙿𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎? 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢,
𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 7-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚖,
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 (𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛) 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎.



𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 "𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌" 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗.

𝙸𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝙸’𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚎,
𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝙸’𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 — 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕.

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I give people too many chances. Even still, after all the heartache I've been through and the healing from these people I've done... I give people a billion chances thinking "they just need one more chance, they're not like them". And yet? I get proven wrong every goddamn time. And still have the audacity to believe/hope there's better out there. Be it in relationships, or even just in friendships...

The relationship that broke me in 2022 still haunts me and has forced me to believe that I'm here to love others but no one's out there that'll love me to the same degree that I would love them. And that's not me throwing a pity party or anything. I just... I'm tired of giving people 200% and only receiving 40% in return. At any given time. Bad days are a given, and I am a very understanding person... but to constantly only be giving 40%..? Why.. just why. Even with friendships, too. I've been taken advantage of by friends, especially during the questionable years for me when I was still figuring my sexuality out...

I tell myself that I don't want to make new friends, yet find myself doing the most when a new prospect for friendship arises...
I tell myself that I'm comfortable with the idea of never loving someone again... then find my golden retriever gf-ass remembering the high that I was on when I was in love with that girl in '22.

I just... really wanna cook for my person. Dote on them. Show them a love that they never thought could exist. Slow dance in the kitchen at 2 in the morning to our song.

I want friends who will be as devoted and loyal to me as I am to them. Who will be there for me, and rather than tell me "you can get through this", just tell it to me straight like "yeah this shit sucks" and be right there with me knee-deep in shit.. As Kevin Hart once said, "Your bullshit is my bullshit".

I'm just fuckin tired of getting played.

29 years as of the 18th this month of this shit, and I am TIRED.
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𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏 - 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 | | 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔 | | 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 - 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟷𝚜𝚝

As cabin counselor, Lilith had had a busy day welcoming her siblings back to camp. Despite a hectic day of breaking up arguments, putting out accidental fires, making snacks, and helping drag in luggage, she couldn’t seem to fall asleep to save her life.

The young woman had tossed and turned in bed for hours, arguing with herself in her head in order to fight the urge to sneak away to the Poseidon cabin. Lilith was more than sure that Greyson had had a long day himself, and she had kept him up on enough nights. The least she could do was let him get some sleep before the first official day of summer. She had tried distracting herself by reading, studying grimoires, and scratching Nala between the ears before eventually succumbing to her urges.

Lilith glanced at the clock, only to be mildly disappointed as she realized it was nearly four in the morning. Silently packing her bag with snacks and other various supplies, the brunette moved as silently as she could through the Hecate cabin. Closing the door quietly behind her, Lil took a deep breath to steady her nerves. She had snuck over to see Greyson countless times, but that still didn’t stop her anxiety from rising as she walked across the camp courtyard.

The fading silence of the night was a much better thing to dwell on rather than if she was going to get caught or not. The passing nights had grown warmer, but the faintest chill still hung in the air as the dew fell. She hoped that the familiar creaking of the Poseidon cabin's door wouldn’t awaken Keani. The smell of salt water greeted the young woman as she quietly made her way to her friend's bedroom.

She wasn’t shocked to find the young man sound asleep. Dropping her bag at the foot of the bed, Lilith gently sat down beside him on the bed.

”Greyson,” she began, giving him a gentle shake. ”Greyson wake up.”

With a sharp intake of breath, the boy pushed himself up on one elbow before turning his head to glance over his shoulder at the familiar figure sitting beside him in bed. A quick look at the clock on his bedside nightstand let the boy know it was just past four in the morning. Either she couldn’t sleep again, or by the power of the gods she was able to actually sleep for once and was somehow up early to rouse him from bed for his morning chores. He’d bet 10 drachmas on the former, though. Luckily for him, he had retired quite early in the night, as the day before had been a long one, and was quite well-rested.

Taking only a moment or two to gather his bearings, Greyson pulled a balled-up fist to his eye, forcibly rubbing the sleep from it before turning over from his stomach to his back to properly, and officially, greet the daughter of Hecate.

"G’morning Lily-Bird." Stretching himself out with a soft groan, the young man reached up above the backboard to turn on one of his bedside lamps, putting a dim light on the scene to better see her in. Greyson laid himself back down against his pillows before scooting over to give her a little more room, gently flipping the light sheet back, holding the arm closest to her out for her to come curl up with him if she so chose to, the other resting over his stomach. With a soft smile, the boy tilted his head at the daughter of Hecate before him, his deep blue eyes just as soft as his smile. As they always were when he was looking on at her.

"What are you subjecting me to today, gorgeous..?"

"’Mornin’ Greyvie," she responded with a small smile. Eternally grateful that he was a light sleeper, Lilith watched and waited patiently for Greyson to adjust himself before crawling into place beside him. The amount of times she had snuck into his bedroom had done nothing to stop the heat rising to her face at the sight of his bare chest. She silently hoped the dim light would hide that. Once she had settled in beside him, Lilith adjusted herself until she was comfortably lying with her head on Greyson’s chest.

"Well," she sighed, trying to build what little suspense she could. "I got to thinking about it, and in all the years we’ve known each other - I don’t think I’ve ever shown you my favorite movie. So I was hoping maybe you’d want to watch it with me this morning?"

A soft chuckle passed through the boy’s lips at the use of his nickname. It always made him laugh, or at the very least crack a smile. As she climbed into his arms he wrapped them around her in a warm embrace, his chin lightly resting atop her head while he traced slow patterns over her back. Against his bare chest, he could feel the faint lingering chill from her walk across the courtyard. A part of him was thankful that by the time he would be outside the sun would be out already. The mention of her favorite movie and the fact she wanted to share it with him caused the boy to smile a bit smugly to himself. He knew her favorite movie. Dirty Dancing. It had to have been over a year, maybe two since, but he’d once sat down and watched the movie himself on a night when he was up late and couldn’t sleep. It was something he’d never told her he’d done. Hence the smug little smile that played at the corner of his lips. He was grateful she couldn’t see it.

"You know, luv, I believe you’re right. How could we have gone so long without you sharing a piece of yourself with me? It’s almost criminal." the boy teased her, chuckling softly before he pulled his head back to peer down at her. "Would you prefer to watch in here or out in the common area? And… are you hungry, at all? I could make some breakfast for us..? Or. Dinner, for you."

”How dare I,” she joked back, laughing along with him. Her expression looked like a kid caught in a candy store at his mention of making dinner. She knew that he wasn’t judging, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t judging herself. The thought of someone knowing her as well as Greyson did still made her uneasy. "We could just hang out in here if that’s okay? I’ve had enough human interaction to last me a lifetime," the brunette half-joked, already reaching for her bag. "And while I truthfully wouldn’t mind one of your world-class omelets, I brought snacks," she stated proudly, flopping her bag in her lap as she did so.

Greyson couldn’t help but chuckle at the bag of snacks she brought with her. While Greyson grabbed his TV and firestick remotes and turned the devices on, he quickly glanced over at the time before craning his neck to speak directly at his his phone. ”Hey Siri,” waiting for the usual ’𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐’ sound that the phone was listening before he continued. "Text Killian."

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗? "

"Hey Kills, the day may be completely wasted on me today. Promise I’ll make it up to you later, mate.”

"𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜, '𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎.' 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝?"

"Send it."

"𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚎."

Though the boy knew his friend wouldn’t completely mind him slacking off on his portion of the morning stable chores and responsibilities, he still felt a bit bad for calling out on him. With Tyler already taking the morning off, they were already going to be short-handed. Once Lilith fell asleep, he would do his best to sneak off without waking her, hopefully in time to help out with some of the morning’s work. Greyson pulled up Hulu and quickly found his way to the movie she requested, gently pulling his arm out from behind her back before he sat up in his spot, turning his head to the side with his hand over his mouth as a deep yawn hit him. Shaking away the sleep, Greyson held out the remote for the firestick with a small smile.

"Would you like to do the honors, luv?"

As a person who never understood the appeal of Alexa or Siri, Lilith couldn’t deny the fact that the technology fascinated her on occasion. Listening as Greyson spoke to the device, her face fell ever so slightly while she focused on unbagging their snacks. She knew that his saying the day was wasted on him was just a play on words, but there was still guilt in the back of her mind from keeping him from doing his daily tasks and routines. At this point, she knew she was part of the routine, but that did nothing to keep her mind from trying to bring her down.

With a spread of salted cashews, skittles, blueberry muffins, pretzels, peanut butter, and other various items spread out before her, Lilith returned his smile once more as she took the remote from him and clicked play. Already beginning to dig into the pretzels and peanut butter, she made it a solid minute into the movie before speaking again.

"Most of this was filmed like ten minutes from my childhood home, ya know?"

Greyson reached over to the pile of snacks Lilith had dumped out before the both of them, having spotted a few of his own favorites, he couldn’t help the soft grin that settled over his features. The young man made himself comfortable and settled in with a small bag of chocolate-covered cashews, watching the movie while occasionally taking a glance over at the girl beside him. The way her eyes hardly left the screen, soaking up every scene that played over it like she was watching it all again for the first time. It was adorable how invested she was. Granted, it was her favorite movie, after all. Still, it was the cause for Grey’s smile never completely fading away as they sat enjoying the film.

"Was it, now? Is that part of where your love for the film comes from?"

"It’s part of it," she chuckled, now picking away at one of the muffins. They had now arrived at the scene where Baby officially meets the other main character Johnny. The music playing on the TV would allow them the perfect opportunity to talk at points throughout the movie such as these. "Mom was already obsessed with the movie. She watched it all the time, every time she went through something. Didn’t matter if she was happy or sad, this movie was playing. Plus when I was growing up, Gramps didn’t like to watch most of the kids' shows, so they’d put this on for me instead. I wanted to be Jennifer Grey so badly. Actually, I wanted to be Baby," Lilith explained. "The dancing is just captivating, the soundtrack is top tier, and I know the plot is a little flimsy, but I really do think it’s an awesome movie."

Greyson simply nodded in reply, a slight smirk playing over his lips, continuing to watch the movie with her as more dialogue picked back up, waiting till there was another scene with music playing to speak up once more.

"I can only imagine how taken young girls were with it when it first came out.” Greyson let a moment of silence hang between them before he spoke again. "This for you is kind of like myself and a 1992 film known as 'The Long Day Closes'. It was a favorite of mine growing up. I used to love watching it after primary school studies were over for the day. A way to decompress, if you will. The film is more or less a coming-of-age story, and.. well, the director Terence Davies, is where I got my faux surname from."

Any mention of Greyson's past instantly caught Lil’s unwavering attention. While her eyes stayed glued to the TV screen, the only thing she was actually interested in was what he had to say. They had spent years being friends but Greyson's childhood was still somewhat of a mystery. She had never pushed him for details, but gods knew how excited she was to learn anything and everything she could.

”Maybe we could watch it one day,” she half-stated, half-asked in a wishful tone.

Greyson smiled a bit at her hopeful comment, nodding simply to her as more dialogue started up again, eyes trained on the screen. Having watched this before, he was starting to pick up on more throughout each scene that played. A luxury, of course, of rewatching any film. You got to notice all the small details you didn’t see through the first run while your attention was focused simply on keeping up with the storyline. Having finished the small bag of chocolate cashews he’d been snacking on the last several minutes, leaning over to set the empty bag on the nightstand to throw away later before sitting back down. Grey grabbed up one of the pillows behind him and tossed it out in front of him, shifting in his spot till he was on his knees, slowly dropping down onto his stomach with his pillow balled up in his arms, head resting over it gently.

Gathering the snacks and putting them back into her bag, Lilith sat the bounty at the foot of the bed - a silent sign that Greyson could help himself to whatever else he wanted. "This scene was shot on Boys Camp Road," she continued to begin explaining again as Jennifer Grey danced across the screen. Sleep was creeping up on her faster than Lil would have liked to admit, and rambling on was her way of combating against it. Grabbing the pillow behind her, Lilith followed suit and laid down on her stomach beside Greyson. "The bridge is still there, but definitely out of order. You can see pieces of the stairs and where they were, but tourists and locals broke them apart for keepsakes. My mom has a piece on the mantel back home."

Greyson had been about to speak up against the tourists that broke bits of the stairs off for keepsakes until Lilith mentioned her mother also had one, ultimately deciding to keep his comment to himself with a bit of a smirk. The young man simply nodded. Turning his attention over to the girl beside her, he couldn’t help but smile as he reached over to gently tuck a few strands of stray hair behind her ear. Tucking his arm back under the pillow beneath his chest, he rested his head over the pillow while still looking at her, speaking up in his usual soft tone.

"How are you feeling, luv? Think you’ll pull through, or.. perhaps your eyes are growing heavier..?" The son of Poseidon chuckled lightly, about to add on to his questions when he felt something cold and wet nudging his shoulder. He didn’t have to turn for him to know it was a sleepy Gelert wanting in on the attention. Without pulling his gaze from Lily’s as he waited for her reply, he slipped his arm from beneath him to reach down at the edge of the bed to start rubbing the ear of the great big beast that had been lying quietly on the floor long before Lilith had arrived. It was one of his preferred spots, at least when Lily was over. Greyson had a pretty decent-sized bed, but there was no way two young adults and a wolfhound could all fit comfortably up on the mattress together.

Leaning into his hand for a brief moment, the young woman shook her head in protest. "I’m fine," Lilith stated, trying to convince both Greyson and herself. In all honesty, she was getting ready to pass out at any second. A small part of her felt selfish for waking him up for next to nothing, only for herself to fall asleep. But no matter how much Lilith reasoned or forced it down, her anxieties still got the best of her.

Meeting his gaze she asked, "I know we’ve done this for years, but… I haven’t been annoying, have I? Seems like I’ve woken you up every day for the last month and I just… don’t want to make things difficult for you in any way."

Sneaking into an unassigned cabin, or having guests after hours was strictly against camp rules. Both of them were cabin counselors, and no matter how careful each of them were, people around Camp Half-blood didn’t know how to mind their own business. Lilith also wondered if Greyson’s friends teased him more about their relationship as they had gotten older, just as her own friends did her. Or worse - what if Greyson’s royal side of the family had gotten confirmation he was fooling around with a wacky Native witch? It was in the earliest hours of the morning that her brain was the cruelest, and being exhausted didn’t help that fact.

Greyson watched her with a slight smirk as the lie slipped between her lips. She may have had herself fooled, but she wasn’t about to fool him. Not with the way her eyelids had grown heavy, blinking practically in slow motion as her rich brown eyes held his deep blues. Though the next words that came from her mouth caused the son of Poseidon’s smile to fade ever so slightly. Normally he’d have been quick to offer a response, but as he let the silence hang between them a moment or two, he could already see the metaphorical hamster wheel spinning at top speeds as he could almost literally see her overactive mind working against her. Greyson wasn’t sure that anything he could say in that moment would quiet the “demons”, so instead the young man scooted closer just a bit to close the distance between them, craning his neck to lean in, pressing his lips gently to hers just as his free hand cupped her cheek tenderly.

After a couple of soft kisses shared between the two, Grey pulled back just enough so that he could see her again, his hand still cupping her face as he spoke softly to her. Lilith Jade Montgomery. You don’t make anything difficult, luv. The only ones who make things difficult for me are the Ares boys and my sister. 4 AM is usually the time I wake up when out on tour, anyway. It’s really no trouble at all. I enjoy our mornings.. I mean, honestly, how can one be mad when there’s a whole load of snacks being offered in return for being woken up an hour early?” Greyson chuckled softly, flashing her a playful grin.

In those few moments of silence, Lilith couldn’t keep her heart from sinking. She was the world's worst superhero, gifted with the ability to kill the vibe in a split second, and she silently hoped that her ‘gift’ hadn’t done just that. Greyson had become accustomed to reassuring her about certain things over the years, but even still -

Taken by surprise, the thoughts in her head were drowned out by the fact that Grey was kissing her. While the pair had never really held affection from one another, Lilith often forgot that this was an option. Caught up in the feeling of everything, it was the use of her full government name that brought her back down to earth. She would have laughed if not for the seriousness in his voice. Reaching up to hold his hand she murmured a quick ”thank you” before resituating herself so that she was laying perfectly beside him, his arm over her waist.

"I’ll keep bringing snacks for as long as you’d like," the brunette added, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Greyson smirked a little at her reply, his thumb gently brushing across the fabric of her shirt as he rested his head on the pillow and lay with her quietly. All except for the movie still going on in the background, that is. Tearing his eyes away from hers for a moment, he looked up at the screen, trying to calculate how much longer the movie had before it reached its end. There was still quite a bit of time left. Turning back to meet her gaze, the young man couldn’t help but reflect the small smile she had.

"We can rewatch the movie another time when you’re more awake to finish it.. You should try getting some rest, luv. S’a big day today."

”Fine, fine,” she half yawned. ”But only because you peer pressured me.”

Lil continued to let the movie play in the background, her eyes slowly starting to close as she drew circles on his hand with her finger. She tried to continue explaining things about the movie here and there, but they came out borderline incoherent. In the end, it didn’t take her much time to fall asleep at all.
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𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏 - 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 | | 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔 | | 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 - 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟷𝚜𝚝

𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟷𝚜𝚝, 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝, 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜, 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢. 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚢𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝚙𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙻𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛-𝚜𝚘-𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙’𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢, 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙰𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚔𝚢, 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.
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The Montreal Screwjob -

An infamous unscripted professional wrestling incident that occurred on November 9, 1997, at the Survivor Series pay-per-view produced by the World Wrestling Federation (WWF, now WWE) in Montreal. During the WWF Championship match between Shawn Michaels and champion Bret "the Hitman" Hart, WWF owner Vince McMahon and select WWF employees covertly manipulated the predetermined outcome of the match in favor of Michaels; the screwjob occurred without Hart's knowledge, causing him to lose the championship.

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