ㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ ⛱ .. 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐎 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄 — #SCOOPSOFJOY!

Amid plagueglass ruins and auric heat, they raise spoons to the dusk,
dripping joy like wax onto memory. Laughter stitched from echoes.
Ice cream shared on bone-plated benches. Each bite: revolt softened into ritual.

ㅤ🍨「 @TheMorseviic x @RoleBase. 」

boysinlove endless love! ♥️

Boo, Morsies

It started with walking through streets lit by city lights, pausing for a second to look at the moon, then ending up at the chillest spot with iced coffee, tired feet, and stories that flowed slowly, because sometimes it’s not about the place but the feeling, and Geldart’s Jungwon and Morsevic’s Riki didn’t come to the café for any big reason, just to sit together, watch the city lights, laugh at random things, talk about everything and nothing, lean back and say “should we come back again tomorrow, bro?” this is what a hangout feels like, simple but it sticks.