It was a Saturday morning and I, Hjërt’s Yeonjun, found myself sipping the iced coffee I had prepared. If I may report to dearest angels, I had found two mercies to be grateful for.
First of all, the coffee I made. It turned out rather good—no small feat, I assure you, for not every homemade brew can boast the same. The second one, the cup I used. It had the good manners not to gather condensation along its sides, sparing my fingers the trouble of dampening the page I had just turned. A trifling concern to most, perhaps, yet readers do understand the importance of keeping their pages dry.
It was a bright Saturday morning, and I found myself spending it in a park, in the company of Cherrilane’s Jaehyun.
Before any misunderstanding comes up, we were not there trying to appear aesthetic or performative. Not at all. It is merely something we do from time to time—not quite a habit, though near enough to one. A pastime, perhaps, or, if one prefers a more honest name, a modest escape once life begins moving a little too (cough) ah, adulthood... that genre again!
The idea, I should add, belonged to Jaehyun the afternoon before, and I must say, he had been entirely right; for the morning had a completeness to it. Imagine, a bicycle ride through the park, a lungful of fresh air, and a comfortable place to pause before everything fell into its places.
Before long, my attention drifted to Jaehyun, only to find his already meeting mine. He smiled, just enough for his dimples to appear, and for a moment it felt as though we shared the same gratitude. Oh, angels, I had already found the third thing to be grateful for.
It was a Saturday morning and I, Hjërt’s Yeonjun, found myself sipping the iced coffee I had prepared. If I may report to dearest angels, I had found two mercies to be grateful for.
First of all, the coffee I made. It turned out rather good—no small feat, I assure you, for not every homemade brew can boast the same. The second one, the cup I used. It had the good manners not to gather condensation along its sides, sparing my fingers the trouble of dampening the page I had just turned. A trifling concern to most, perhaps, yet readers do understand the importance of keeping their pages dry.
It was a bright Saturday morning, and I found myself spending it in a park, in the company of Cherrilane’s Jaehyun.
Before any misunderstanding comes up, we were not there trying to appear aesthetic or performative. Not at all. It is merely something we do from time to time—not quite a habit, though near enough to one. A pastime, perhaps, or, if one prefers a more honest name, a modest escape once life begins moving a little too (cough) ah, adulthood... that genre again!
The idea, I should add, belonged to Jaehyun the afternoon before, and I must say, he had been entirely right; for the morning had a completeness to it. Imagine, a bicycle ride through the park, a lungful of fresh air, and a comfortable place to pause before everything fell into its places.
Before long, my attention drifted to Jaehyun, only to find his already meeting mine. He smiled, just enough for his dimples to appear, and for a moment it felt as though we shared the same gratitude. Oh, angels, I had already found the third thing to be grateful for.
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Saturday night's here! Do you know what it means? It means Hjërt and the neighbour's night out is finally happening! Ah, we were so caught up about which place we should go to, hence we ended up doing a bunch. The first pit stop? The Arcade! (Wonyoung won the rock-paper-scissor battle, ha!).
Duvall's Jay is feeling thrilled to do all sorts of games while Hjërt's Wonyoung and Eelje's Anna are striking big poses inside the arcade's photo booth! The next stop? Obviously the doll claw machine! After taking a while, we saw our neighbour, Lorth's Anxin already so drawn into the karaoke machine—Hjërt's Martin can't help but to hype him up as he imitates the highest note. Moving forward, our eldest, Hjërt's Yeonjun seems to tackle his hands around the bowling ball as he hits.. no STRIKE! Our Hjërt's Ricky feels dead inside but cheers for the eldest anyways.
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Saturday night's here! Do you know what it means? It means Hjërt and the neighbour's night out is finally happening! Ah, we were so caught up about which place we should go to, hence we ended up doing a bunch. The first pit stop? The Arcade! (Wonyoung won the rock-paper-scissor battle, ha!).
Duvall's Jay is feeling thrilled to do all sorts of games while Hjërt's Wonyoung and Eelje's Anna are striking big poses inside the arcade's photo booth! The next stop? Obviously the doll claw machine! After taking a while, we saw our neighbour, Lorth's Anxin already so drawn into the karaoke machine—Hjërt's Martin can't help but to hype him up as he imitates the highest note. Moving forward, our eldest, Hjërt's Yeonjun seems to tackle his hands around the bowling ball as he hits.. no STRIKE! Our Hjërt's Ricky feels dead inside but cheers for the eldest anyways.
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Everything happened in such a warm and cheerful manner. Everyone is doing fun things as our beloved neighbour Scythe's Sunwoo is already snapping poses in front of the building while waiting for Scythe's Shinyu and Geisler's Yeji to be back. Looking at the road, Scythe's Shinyu is laughing uncontrollably while Geisler's Yeji is making funny jokes. Snacks in hands and everyone cheers after seeing them back. Just perfect! Loaded snacks, fun night out and our beloved neighbours all in one. The night out sure is officially wrapped with laughter and tummy filled.
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Everything happened in such a warm and cheerful manner. Everyone is doing fun things as our beloved neighbour Scythe's Sunwoo is already snapping poses in front of the building while waiting for Scythe's Shinyu and Geisler's Yeji to be back. Looking at the road, Scythe's Shinyu is laughing uncontrollably while Geisler's Yeji is making funny jokes. Snacks in hands and everyone cheers after seeing them back. Just perfect! Loaded snacks, fun night out and our beloved neighbours all in one. The night out sure is officially wrapped with laughter and tummy filled.
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“The Devil Wears Prada,” they said... so tell me, Angels, do I look devilish? Maybe a little. Still, I can’t deny how happy I am to be dressed from top to toe in black. It’s so me, no? By the way, it’s my first appearance here, and I’m really glad I get to greet you, Angels. Don’t hesitate to come say hi. I won’t bite. (Promise). I hope my presence makes your day just a little better. Enjoy your day, Angels. 🖤
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Angels do kill their curiosity (or they poured). In any way, talk with us.
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Hi, Hjërt! Spill me sum fav pic of your muse. :3
Hi, Hjërt! Spill me sum fav pic of your muse. :3