Hey Eduy. Saturday is hitting different—I'm just chilling with some easy painting, letting Collision by Straykids set the mood. What's your weekend look like, Duy?

Well, my hair got that paint war look tday, and I'm actually digging this accidental mess from deep painting. Seriously, y'all gotta see my face tonight still serving major handsome. Right, duy? (Edurne's North in his NPD era)

Busyness unfolded around Scarvaine’s Hanbin. He had to shop for groceries at the basecamp so that Halton’s Hanbin could cook at home for everyone. While the cooking was underway, he was accompanied by Berthouven’s Ricky, who eagerly lent a hand, and Geldart’s Yujin, happily savoring the dishes as the first taster.

In the living area, Halton’s Gunwook and Vansent’s Gyuvin had drifted off to sleep while waiting for the meal to be ready. On the other side of the sofa sat Halton’s Zhanghao, still half-drowsy, having just woken from a nap. Meanwhile, Leutwin’s Ricky was absorbed in his guitar practice in his room. The lounge was occupied by three figures: Calsearth’s Zhanghao, playing cheerfully with our pet dog. Edurne’s Matthew, quietly immersed in a book. And Zbsun’s Taerae, lost in thoughts no one could quite decipher. Something felt odd, why had the refrigerator door been left open for a full ten minutes? The mystery was soon solved: Vansent’s Gunwook was sitting there peacefully, munching on snacks to stave off his hunger.

It was an unusually vivid day at the basecamp, filled with scattered moments and small activities. Yet they all knew one thing for certain, their basecamp would be brimming with warmth, laughter, and plenty of food that day.