waiting for sarchner to get ready for our morning walk (they’re such a turtle)
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nighty night, cherns! today, i, sarchner’s youngseo having a fun day out (more like babysitting) with caelthwynn’s seonghyeon! zero plans and maximum chaos as we followed the vibes, turning into the wrong direction and feel sore after walking a little too much. took 47 photos of us eating foods: his pick is french fries and mine’s pasta, walking on the street, trying some clothes with only one surviving because we kept blinking or laughing. 🌯☀️
accidentally bought the wrong drink and pretended it tasted good for the aesthetic, and somehow ended up third-wheeling each other at random moments. great day, great company, questionable decisions as always. ♥️
accidentally bought the wrong drink and pretended it tasted good for the aesthetic, and somehow ended up third-wheeling each other at random moments. great day, great company, questionable decisions as always. ♥️
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Sarchner's Youngjae of the day: doing my small routines and trying to enjoy the day as it comes. and it's time to rest, cherns!! hope we all get to end the day gently and rest well tonight, ily sarchner and cherns! ☺️
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MORNING FOG CURLING OVER THE HILLS, THE CLANG OF A CABLE CAR ECHOING DOWN THE STREET — SAN FRANCISCO, 1999. 🌁🚋
As the city stirs, we’re reminded of the dear ones who fill our home with warmth and mischief in equal measure: @TheWalst, @Mlndwave, @TheGoldenOaks. The kitchen is alive with coffee brewing and toast popping, while someone hums along to a tune only half-remembered from the radio. Laughter drifts from the living room where the couch has already been claimed, and the scent of garden blossoms—picked in haste but arranged with love—brightens the air. Outside, the Golden Gate stands steady in the morning light, a quiet reminder that some things, like family and old friendships, never change. May our days remain as full as this house, and our stories as endless as the streets of this city we call home.
Fondly,
@Sarchner.
MORNING FOG CURLING OVER THE HILLS, THE CLANG OF A CABLE CAR ECHOING DOWN THE STREET — SAN FRANCISCO, 1999. 🌁🚋
As the city stirs, we’re reminded of the dear ones who fill our home with warmth and mischief in equal measure: @TheWalst, @Mlndwave, @TheGoldenOaks. The kitchen is alive with coffee brewing and toast popping, while someone hums along to a tune only half-remembered from the radio. Laughter drifts from the living room where the couch has already been claimed, and the scent of garden blossoms—picked in haste but arranged with love—brightens the air. Outside, the Golden Gate stands steady in the morning light, a quiet reminder that some things, like family and old friendships, never change. May our days remain as full as this house, and our stories as endless as the streets of this city we call home.
Fondly,
@Sarchner.
Forwarded from (REST.) MONROE: LA SYMPHONIE DE PARIS
This is what a holiday looks like for them: a never-ending video call where the conversation goes from deep life talks to the dumbest jokes in a matter of seconds. Sarchner's Keonho trying to keep everyone sane, Rosier's Juhoon pretending he knows everything, and Monroe's Nahyun laughing at her own jokes. Peak friendship
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