Afternoon light rested softly against the café windows as Meirhärt’s Carmen sat across from Eldraeth’s Seonghyeon and Eldraeth’s Liz, the table slowly filling with toasted sandwiches, iced drinks, and desserts they definitely ordered more for fun than hunger. What started as a simple lunch quickly turned into hours of easy conversation and small moments no one planned for.

Seonghyeon kept reaching over to steal food from the closest plate, Liz quietly enjoyed her drink between small conversations, and Carmen could only laugh as the table became messier with every passing minute. the café eventually grew quieter, but the warmth around their table stayed long after the food was gone.

It started with nothing more than a free afternoon and someone leaving their door open. Without plan, just the kind of day where everyone somehow ends up at the same table. Klein’s Hanbin was already at the grill before anyone else sat down with Caelthwynn’s Renjun showed up looking effortlessly put-together as always. Meirhärt’s Sangwon grabbed what he needed off the table without asking that's just how he is. Houndric’s Yushi quietly cradled his drink while Wyrmharrow’s Soobin buried his face in the menu for a minutes. Meanwhile, Volkovich’s Lucas had already decided what he wanted before.

On the other side of the table, Nyx’s Stella made even eating look so happy, and not far from her, Bellinors’ Pharita took a moment by the window before finally joining in. Morthen’s Eunchae arrived warm and smiling, cup already in hand. Runeshard's James came in low-key with his beanie on, settled right in. Then there was Houndric’s Anna, sitting pretty in front of her bowl like the meal was already a photo shoot quite the contrast to Meirhärt’s Carmen.

Calsearth’s Haum looked like she wandered in from a completely different, while Grachter’s Soobin sat quietly beside her, unbothered by everything. Siegern’s Seoyeon arrived holding a food, look at Duisterg’s Umji and Eldraeth’s Asa slipped in together one graceful, one already eating before half the table had even settled. And Bellinors’ Taesan chopsticks in hand, cap on, fully committed looked like this was exactly where he was supposed to be.

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The Epicentre Of All Idolatry. (繁茂)
A Flesh-forged Testament To Imperial
Opulence. ✮ ‘2004, May 20th.

(An Exalted Paragon Ordained For Tribute.) 22th. 𖥟 Nativity is a divine concession: his advent transcends divinity. “The primordial nexus of all things gilded. / luxuriant. / and untarnished.”

#22ndShootForRicky 𖧐 By the mere
dominion of his ubiquity, every gleaming
artifact is rendered consequential. Regal
effulgence and consecrated grandeur
emanate from his quidity. ⸝⋆⋆⸜

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