Posting this late—because what happened last night felt too quiet to rush into words. after christmas had already slipped by, Vansents' Sui spent the evening with Luthien's Sui, Lachaise's Sui, Primeaux's Sui, Hefflins' Sui, and Berthouven's Sui slowly dressing the tree while the house settled into calm.

Nothing was hurried. lights were adjusted, ornaments found their places, pauses were shared without needing to be filled. by the time we were done, the tree held more than decorations—it carried time, ease, and the comfort of being there together.

Christmas was over, but the feeling stayed. 🎄❤️

How do I look in this white dress, guys?

Maaf aku aslinya dua orang 🐈‍⬛️