Sometimes I get the feelin'
She's watchin' over me
And other times I feel like I should go
When through it all, the rise and fall
The bodies in the streets
And when you're gone, we want you all to know
We'll carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on, will carry on
And in my heart, I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
A world that sends you reelin'
From decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
And let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end, we hear the call
To carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on, will carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches

The morning jog finally happened, or at least they tried. Rosier’s Kya, Mirthwood’s Jeongwoo, and Grevane’s Doyoung hit the park for a morning jog, but the workout didn't last long. Rosier’s ​Kya suddenly stopped dead in her tracks to measure a tiny stray cat with her hands. "Koko, look! he’s literally just a tiny loaf," Rosier’s Kya cooed, completely forgetting about the run. ​Mirthwood’s Jeongwoo leaned on his knees, huffing. "Dd, that’s the fifth cat. are we jogging or starting a zoo?" He teased. Meanwhile, Grevane’s Doyoung was already busy posing against the trees. "While she’s busy with the cat, Jeongwoo, take my pic. The lighting is too good to waste on cardio," he added with a grin. ​In the end, less calories were bburned. 🫩