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│ In the unfolding timeline, in which time
│ and time  unfold, a swirl of missives in
│ the     connotations   of     summoning.

   HOUSE OF GRACHTER ─TAPE (ⓘ. 325)
      “  .. (Our Deify) ..  ”  ──── Deepest,
     Novelette. ｜ Chaps 10-20. Proems..

A time machine that flashbacks between the closeness and the warmth of a family. With a sweetener in a predestination that is utilised as a tether. Therefore, the looming entrance is opened by engaging the timepiece, in parallel with the later part of the journey. “Family is the whisper of a lifetime.”

      :   Saviours Ramps and Vehemence.

We are seeking new siblings by warmly greeted cheerful torque with born 2000-2010 as well as expertise in the words of other families with born 1980-1999 (parents figure, uncle and aunty). And if you are interested and willing to join, then use this template and contact our bot @Grachterbot:
      

Sincere greetings to you, Grachter family! My soul compelled me to come here since I took a gander on your Open Member Poster. What a chance for me to join your wondrous family since I’m in a hunt to find the warmth of being in a family. I use @ for my ID and (muse) for my face claim. I’m looking forward for your response, thank you! 🤍

Ensure that you are a piece of prose that is sufficient to equip us with an understanding of a family, hence the comfort and warmth will be unfolded appropriately for you.

             (25-11-01): LITERALLY──THEFT.

            
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Life has been moving at such a relentless pace lately. Seriously, the sheer busyness of the past few days has felt overwhelming for me, Dustborne's Soobin and my beloved, Hjërt's Yeonjun, and with both of us constantly caught up in our own separate worlds, finding a shared pause almost feels like a miracle. But tonight? Tonight, our schedules finally aligned, and we seized the moment—no grand plans needed. 🙂‍↕️

It was just as simple as sharing a tub of ice cream, strolling the streets hand in hand, and tossing each other those lovely, inside jokes that make my stomach hurt from laughing. It’s nothing grand, yet somehow, the cool night air melts away in his presence. Just being next to him is my favorite kind of warmth. And of course, before we part ways, we keep our little ritual: snapping a bunch of cute pictures to capture the sweetness, the goofiness, and the joy of being together. Because these moments—these simple, precious pauses—are the ones worth remembering forever. My heart feels full. ❤️‍🩹

dinner with chaeryeong dustieee?