This unforgettable trip is all thanks to Diaz’s Liz for planning our precious birthday in paradise! And a huge thanks to Ghislaine’s Liz for being the best birthday co-pilot!

Our day was pure magic: breathtaking Hawaiian scenery, soothing waves, and an epic sunset. We laughed and relaxed, capping it off with delicious food and cozy night vibes. The real gift was the simple, joyful moments we shared.

Runeshard’s Liz and Cherrilane’s Liz made sure we got the best sunset photos, while Geldart’s Liz and Eldraeth’s Liz took charge of the delicious dessert situation. Clyborne’s Liz kept the mood light with hilarious stories all evening. Sharing this paradise with all of you made the celebration complete!

Our hearts are full! Thank you for this spectacular escape, and to everyone present for making our double birthday unforgettable. We feel so loved starting this new year together.

Thank you, Hawaii! 🌷

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Black File #07-ADX | Operation: Everbound Coordinates locked.

The vehicle hums beneath them—steady, relentless. Laughter filters through the static of the open road. Every turn, every detour, another coded entry in their shared mission log.

Today, @MeadowOfRoselain reaches a classified milestone. Their bond? Deep-rooted. Unbreakable. Like old trees that whisper secrets to the wind. Nature watches. The wind listens. Even the birds adjust their flight.

Fuelled by something no system can track—connection, grit, and the refusal to fold.
They roll forward. One road. One rhythm. One purpose.

Guardamos—Protegemos,
Casa de Diaz.

Black File #07-ADX | Operation: Everbound Coordinates locked.

The vehicle hums beneath them—steady, relentless. Laughter filters through the static of the open road. Every turn, every detour, another coded entry in their shared mission log.

Today, @TheeRomanovna, @Leclairfamilie, & @Hoonelle reaches a classified milestone. Their bond? Deep-rooted. Unbreakable. Like old trees that whisper secrets to the wind. Nature watches. The wind listens. Even the birds adjust their flight.

Fuelled by something no system can track—connection, grit, and the refusal to fold.
They roll forward. One road. One rhythm. One purpose.

Guardamos—Protegemos,
Casa de Diaz.

Hi Satchiez! Today, Greesacht’s Youngjae spent the afternoon till evening with Diaz’s Boeun. We wandered around the city without a real plan, stopping whenever something looked or smelled good. From warm kebabs to snacks we shared to sweet drinks that almost spilled when Diaz's Boeun laughed—everything felt fun and effortless. We even slipped into a few cute shops she pointed out.

As we kept walking, we talked about random things, took a few photos, and enjoyed the city lights growing brighter as night came. When our legs started to ache, we sat by the roadside, stretched out, and watched people pass by. It wasn’t anything big—just a simple moment that felt really comforting.

On the slow walk home, Diaz’s Boeun kept chatting about small things while Greesacht’s Youngjae listened beside her, enjoying the calm night air. It wasn’t a dramatic outing, but it still became one of the best evenings this week—quiet, warm, and exactly what we needed.