sjarnies! i shine a little, dont i? 👀

sjarnies lagi apaaaa

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The evening unfolded with a certain quiet restraint, the kind that didn’t demand attention, yet held it all the same. Leutwin's Gaetano and Sjarn's Dekota stepped out only after everything at home had been settled—leaving the house in order, as they always do. It wasn’t an occasion, nor was it planned too far ahead. Simply an understanding, shared without much need for words.

They chose a restaurant set away from the usual crowd. Refined, but not excessive. The kind of place where conversations remain low, and time moves without urgency. Dinner was unhurried. Conversations flowed in measured tones, and occasionally softened by quiet amusement.
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