Behold, angels. The man—or dare I say, the most consistent in nothing except his TGIF edition—returns once again on this sunny friday, dropping another life update. Oh, for the record, the man in question is none other than myself. ;P

So tell me, sweet angels of mine... did you miss me? Did you, perhaps, have me in your thoughts? Say it, say it! Do not leave me as the only one doing all the longing here. I have, after all, made the effort of capturing these little shots for you, angels, for you alone.
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goodnight, angels! hope this barely-sour lil lemon of yours pops into your head before bed 🍋💛

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 365. 🖤
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @Hjerts
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One of the virtues expected of an older neighbor, I suppose, is being a person of their word. Thus, to uphold a promise made days prior, the angels might have caught Hjërt’s Yeonjun and Grachter’s Soobin out together at an ungodly hour of the night and perhaps, in the midst of an equally ungodly plan.

Considering the plastic bags in their hands, the outfits, and the slurping of ramen on the roadside, anyone could have guessed that the entire agenda was purely spontaneous. In fact, it was as spontaneous as a message from the eldest, and the two ended up strolling under the stars. Lots of laughs, lots of stories, and by the end of it all, full stomachs and full hearts.

Hilarious, I must admit. But perhaps, that’s the thing about promise, right? Sometimes the fulfillment matters far more than the grandeur of the plan itself. Tell us then, angels... have you been fulfilling your promises lately?
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