Yesterday was a literal fever dream and "chaos in the good way." We threw a private birthday bash for Roesjad's Jihoon and Carmen (Sveic, Ostendl, Mirthwood, Meirhärt and Sjarn), and honestly, the energy was just off the charts. The vibes peaked the second Mirthwood and Geldart's Ohyul, Shien's Haum, and Schafer also Swift's Sui walked in clutching the birthday cakes, but the real showstoppers were Pendleton's Eunchae, Mirthwood's Eunchae, Sjarn's Heeju, and Hefflins' Wonbin. Those people are naturally funny, their random jokes and no-filter humor had us doubling over and laughing until our stomachs actually hurt.

​In the middle of all the laugh, you had Asa from Nethers, Volkovich, Ignarev, Ostendl just peacefully enjoying their cupcakes while catching up with Sveic's Woonhak, Greesacht's Woonhak, who was vibing with a sweet drink. Then, out of nowhere, Swift's Ryul had a total "epic fail" moment! He started laughing so hard he ended up wearing his drink instead of finishing it. Of course, our resident photographers, Norbury's Anxin, Scarvaine's Anxin and Sorguine's Minje, were way too quick and caught the whole messy disaster on camera. Iconic.

​The highlight had to be Sjarn's Yihyun panicked screaming: "RYUL, HELP ME BLOW UP THESE BALLOONS! IT'S SO HARD!". Shien's Jiwoo just scoffed at the sight, adding a witty, "That’s what you get for being such a show-off, Ryul!". Meanwhile, Ryul was still completely preoccupied trying to save his soaked shirt. It was a night of pure, unadulterated chaos, but those are the memories that actually stick. Definitely a night to remember!

Hey, Neighbors! It's been a while again~ here I am, back with some photo dump because life has been looking quite sweet recently. Between the endless selfies trying to find my light and the simple joy of a snack that hits just right, TGIF! 🤍

hello! good morning neighbors~ 🫶🏻

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A CONJURING OF JOY: A SPELLBOUND
ODE TO MARCHIE NETHERS.

The prologue of this revelry unfolds, a fateful day where a singular spark of sorcery was kindled, infusing vitality into our very essence. Merriment shimmers in the ether, as if delight itself drifts and dances through the room. Amidst this spellwoven fête, with chalices raised and delicacies savored, we forge recollections so luminous they shall defy the erosion of time.

We summon a wish for, Marchie Nethers.
A gilded reverie, ever luminous in memory’s spellbound halls.

Spawned of marvels and crowned by destiny, may rapture shadow your steps, as our adoration keeps you like a sorcerer’s most arcane relic. May the constellations of fate forever bend toward your steps. And as an illusionist guards his secrets, so do we hold you — with awe and endless devotion.

As secrets hidden in plain sight,
We celebrate, Maison of Nethers.
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A CONJURING OF JOY: A SPELLBOUND
ODE TO SLYVANIA NETHERS.

The prologue of this revelry unfolds, a fateful day where a singular spark of sorcery was kindled, infusing vitality into our very essence. Merriment shimmers in the ether, as if delight itself drifts and dances through the room. Amidst this spellwoven fête, with chalices raised and delicacies savored, we forge recollections so luminous they shall defy the erosion of time.

We summon a wish for, Slyvania Nethers.
A gilded reverie, ever luminous in memory’s spellbound halls.

Spawned of marvels and crowned by destiny, may rapture shadow your steps, as our adoration keeps you like a sorcerer’s most arcane relic. May the constellations of fate forever bend toward your steps. And as an illusionist guards his secrets, so do we hold you — with awe and endless devotion.

As secrets hidden in plain sight,
We celebrate, Maison of Nethers.
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