Scavies, good night!

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That night, they went out without any real plan, just footsteps and light laughter carrying the three of them forward. Streetlights stretched endlessly above, casting shadows that sometimes merged, sometimes drifted apart whenever one of them walked a little faster. Cathéct’s Jeongwoo walked ahead, with Ostendl’s Leesol nearby and Scarvaine’s Daniela trailing behind, then suddenly the order would change, as if there was never a fixed place in their friendship. Cathéct's Jeongwoo would stop every now and then, lifting his phone to capture the city lights shimmering like a distant sea. They kept walking past small roadside stalls glowing with warm yellow lights, the smell of food in the air, oil sizzling softly in the background. Ostendl's Leesol slowed down, glancing back, then eventually, they all stopped.

“I’m so hungry, I swear,” Ostendl's Leesol said, already walking ahead, even though Scarvaine’s Daniela and Cathéct's Jeongwoo were still behind, arguing about what to eat. “You’ve been hungry this whole time, it’s like you’re never full,” Scarvaine’s Daniela replied quietly. “That’s not hunger, that’s a hobby,” Cathéct's Jeongwoo added, laughing at his own joke. In the end, they stopped at a small roadside stall, the city lights stretching beautifully in front of them. Soft, glowing, almost like something straight out of Pinterest. Meanwhile, right below it, a street vendor shouted, “HOT, HOT, HOOOT!” as he fried snacks in bubbling oil.

“Daaamn, it looks so good,” Ostendl’s Leesol said, snapping photos. “About to post it with a ‘healing’ caption, even though we’re literally eat two packs of instant noodles,” Scarvaine’s Daniela chimed in. In the end, they bought instant noodles from the stall. Sitting on slightly uneven blue plastic chairs, they laughed over nothing in particular.
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