This afternoon, the city felt a little softer as Bellinors' Giselle and Delaire's Haerin slipped into a small thrift store tucked between busy streets. Bellinors' Giselle moved slowly between the racks, her fingers grazing worn fabrics as if each piece held a quiet story. Behind her, Delaire's Haerin trailed with a small cart already half full, leather jackets, belts, and random finds she couldn't resist.

"This one is cute," Haerin murmured, holding something up, and Giselle gave a small approving nod. They kept walking side by side, the store humming softly around them. Giselle paused to try on an oversized tee, looking at Haerin for her verdict. "Cool," Haerin said simply, and that was enough. By the time they reached the counter, the cart was full and so were their quiet smiles, like they hadn't just been thrifting, but collecting little pieces of themselves along the way.

halooo jangan lupa beristirahat!

selamat soree

apa ya bingung caption, intinya nahyun-nya delaire cantik :3