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The golden glow of the skylight brought a warm atmosphere into a small room of the two best friends' cheap apartment somewhere in the bustling city. They were looking by the window, admiring when the sun gradually fell into the end of the land.
The not-so-romantic event wasn't planned, they were preparing for dinner until the sky decided to be a little bit flirtatious. Altefiore's Juhoon stopped his preparation and took steps to the window area. He sat there peacefully while his face reflected the orange hue of the sunset, stunning every eye that captured the moment. Roesjad's Kyungmin immediately grabbed something from the table nearby; *snap!* the sound of the camera's clicking catches the attention of the other boy.
βWhy are you smiling like an idiot?β βThe picture I just took is beautiful.β βMe?β βThe sunset.β
The not-so-romantic event wasn't planned, they were preparing for dinner until the sky decided to be a little bit flirtatious. Altefiore's Juhoon stopped his preparation and took steps to the window area. He sat there peacefully while his face reflected the orange hue of the sunset, stunning every eye that captured the moment. Roesjad's Kyungmin immediately grabbed something from the table nearby; *snap!* the sound of the camera's clicking catches the attention of the other boy.
βWhy are you smiling like an idiot?β βThe picture I just took is beautiful.β βMe?β βThe sunset.β
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Forwarded from Roselain: The Garden of Words.
There is a beautiful gravity to the way the sun retreats, leaving us with the glow of low-hanging lanterns and the steam rising from twin bowls of ramen. The dayβs frantic pace dissolves into the rich, savory depth of a broth shared across a wooden tableβa late-night communion that tastes like comfort and feels like home. Beside usβRoselainβs Juhoon and Roesjadβs Martin, a bouquet of orchids and anthuriums rest in their paper cradle, their muted pinks looking like a sunset we caught. In the blur of the evening, we are just two silhouettes etched against the brick and the shadows and nightfall isnβt an ending here. π π
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Nggak sengaja nemu arsip lama waktu gigi depanku diculik peri gigi pas lagi nyantai tadi, Serojaku lagi ngapain sekarang?
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Semoga dunia selalu memberi ruang untuk suara dan langkah kalian.
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Selamat hari perempuan sedunia, Seroja kekasihku! π©·
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