good morning, wortelz! hari ini aku lagi cosplay jadi pilot :3 cung yang mau keliling dunia sama pilot shinyu maskapai courthlace! 🤞🏻🤞🏻

Kali ini koko Sunghoon ngajak si Wonyoung jalan buat liat sunset, tapi baru jalan bentar Sunghoon sengaja ninggalin Wonyoung beberapa langkah. “Woy pelan dikit bisa ga sih” protesnya, tapi Sunghoon cuma nengok sambil senyum usil. Pas sampai tempat sunset, mereka akhirnya duduk bareng. Sunghoon masih sempet nyeletuk, “lu kalo diem gini mendingan,” yang langsung dibales lirikan tajam. Setelah mandangin langit, Wonyoung sibuk minta Sunghoon buat motoin dia “Eh buruan fotoin gue dong, ko!” mau gamau Sunghoon senyum tipis sambil motoin adeknya itu dan bergantian foto. Lalu mereka sama sama diem, ngeliatin langit yang berubah warna. Hari itu tetep ada ribut kecil, tapi nggak sampai bikin suasana jadi rusak.

Rochéveil’s Ella and Courthlace’s Ella were spotted spending the day together in Paris while attending the latest show from Miu Miu. From balcony views over classic Parisian streets to wandering past boutiques and cafés, the two seemed to treat the day like their own little editorial.

The highlight, of course, was stepping into the show itself. Inside the ornate venue, they joined the crowd watching the new collection unfold, sharing glances, whispers, and the kind of excitement only a fashion week moment can bring. Later, the afternoon softened into casual stops around the city. A quick matcha break, a walk past flower stands, and a few sweet pastries shaped like the Eiffel Tower made the day feel less like an event schedule and more like two friends simply enjoying Paris.

Between snapshots, bouquets, and the quiet glow of the city, it felt like a small story unfolding in real time. Just two Ellas, a runway, and a day in Paris that looked almost too charming to stay off the timeline. ✧

It starts early, two houses waking in their own rhythm, both full, a little noisy, a little undone in that familiar, lived-in way. Morning slips through different windows, landing softly on spaces that are already asking to be put back together.

“you up?" "yeah.. house is already loud.”

Courthlace's Yoonseo moves from room to room, folding, wiping, fixing little things as they go, pausing only to shift the air, to make the space feel lighter than it was before. Cherrilane's Mark does the same elsewhere, sleeves pushed up, stepping around the constant motion of a full house, rinsing, tidying, starting something in one corner before drifting to another, then returning like nothing was left unfinished. Dishes clink, water runs, footsteps overlap with distant voices. A meal comes together in between it all, something simple, something warm, before being cleared away just as easily. The day stretches like that, from one small task to the next, never fully still, but never overwhelming either. And by the time the light softens, both houses begin to settle, not perfect, but lived-in in the best way. Like everything has been gently put back into place, piece by piece, by hands that didn't rush the process. Just let the day unfold, and carried it through.

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On a sunny afternoon, two beautiful girls walked side by side towards the city library. A gentle breeze swayed their hair gently, while their footsteps were full of enthusiasm. They had long planned this relaxing day, a day to escape from the hustle and bustle of life and immerse themselves in the world of books.

Upon arriving at the library, a serene atmosphere immediately greeted them. Tall shelves filled with books of various genres sparkled with curiosity. Courthlace's Sullyoon chose a mystery novel, while Geisler's Leesui was drawn to a book of meaningful poetry. They sat by the window, where the warm sunlight streamed in.

Soon afterward, they ordered coffee from the small cafe inside the library. The fragrant aroma of coffee combined with the scent of the books created a very comfortable atmosphere. They took occasional sips as they continued reading, savoring every word. As they read, they shared stories about the contents of the books they were reading. Sometimes they laughed softly, sometimes they fell silent when they came across a particularly touching passage. Time seemed to pass quickly without them realizing it. 📔
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