My mind might be filled with a bunch of uncertainties at times, but, one thing I am truly certain of, is that this December has been nothing but lovely and wonderful to me as I got to spend Christmas with my dearest ones—the Samniont and my angel boyfriend. Toothsome morsels, late night chatters, every moment we shared is something that will remain cherished by me. I hope each one of you also got to relish in the same kind of warmth as much as I did, and may it stay within you to keep you feel at home. Happy, happy Holidays, Nionts. I wish all the joys go your way. It is what we all deserve. ♥️

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSTORY WRITE IN INK:
ㅤㅤㅤA PLACE WHERE LOVE IS EVERYWHERE

Golden hour light that stretches across the wooden floors, the smell of fresh coffee that finds its way under your bedroom door before you’ve even opened your eyes, and the collective exhale we all take when the world outside gets too loud. The songs we love often mourn the rooms that stayed empty and the lives that never aligned, this is a call for the exact opposite. What We Offers?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI. The Shared Table: A place where
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤdinner it’s about the extra chair that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤis always pulled out fo the stories that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤuntil the candles burn low.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤII. The Safety of Being Seen: A place
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwhere you can be your most good self.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe ease of being see to knowing
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤyou’re home.
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Anything About The House We Will Share: We will share the specific, slightly annoying creak of the floorboard outside the bathroom. Arguing over whose turn to buy the good oat milk or deciding which candle smells the least.
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Happy new year, Nionts! (Photo taken by: IVY THALIE SAMNIONT)

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