Nighty night, Gracies. This is for a VOGUE JP shoot, don’t stare too long. 👀

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             “Hilarity has aroused our morale,
           celebration sanctioning us to savor
     more exuberantly existent in this sphere.”
            

THROUGH THE TIES OF CAMARADERIE
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Emerge  as  so  insidiously crocheted,  we
accord a unified purpose of amassing our
deep-seated wishes. ╱♞

The yearning that once beam fretfulness to distance ourselves from myriad hindrances has dissipated with the efflorescing of flowers. Their odour wreathes through the air, beckoning the world’s beatitude and bliss to convolute. The energy they exude vanquishes any forlornness, strengthening the bond that was anteriorly severe. Harrowing excitement over time births memories that thole. As the epochs advance, the euphoria intensifies, crafting an inimitable experience. The amusement of embracing is unconfined, a tribute to the precious souls that have merged with the galactic realm. With rebounds of beguiling melodies and the harmonious sounds of fetching instruments.                                 
        

Proof that I dress up nicely (emotionally still pending).

Four in one night, arriving at a busy arcade on the outskirts of town. The place glowing with neon lights and loud game machines. Mertzlan’s Minji immediately crossed her arms and said confidently, “Bet I can beat all of you.” Shien’s Hanni jumped onto the racing game too and laughed, “We’ll see about that!” Nearby, Grachter’s Haerin trying out the ticket coaster machine with Loughrey’s Haerin cheering on Grachter’s Haerin beside. The arcade buzzed with music as they raced, laughed, and challenged each other from one game to another.

Soon, after the so-called 'racing-Olympics' are over, Mertzlan’s Minji and Shien’s Hanni gather around to where Loughrey’s Haerin and Grachter’s Haerin are. Watching Loughrey’s Haerin and Grachter’s Haerin take turns trying to win as many points as possible. “I’m going to hit the bonus!” Grachter’s Haerin said, pressing the button carefully while the others watched. When the machine flashed a big score, the four of us cheered. By the end of the night, our basket was filled with plush toys and tickets, and the four of us left the arcade laughing, and I, Mertzlan’s Minji, already planning next play-game night.