There is something about Friday nights that just makes you want to get out, even if just for a stroll. Tonight we, Meirhart's Isa and Ningning, Eldraeth's Sungchan, Loughrey's Sangwon, Solvreith's Gaeul, Berthouven's Xiaoting, Calsearth's Yeonjun, Rushforth's Sunwoo, Mordis' Heejin, Rühmer's Ruka, Schmidt’s Pond, Geldart’s Heyi, and I, Walst’s Giselle, are strolling under the streetlights, turning a simple walk into an mini-adventure of our own. We didn't need fancy places or loud spots, as the amusement was in the jokes, the laughter, and company of each other. It’s crazy how ordinary streets can feel so special with the right people. So, where did your Friday night take you?

( 🩸 ) like paper dolls left in the rain, colors fading into silence this space turns on quiet bargains & passing hands.

The season bends differently now—what better time to enter the play no curtain can contain? If not you, then who will hold the mask? The strings are tightening, the stage is waiting, and sorrow is already listening.

The chandeliers sway, violins weep without touch, and shadows bow in empty seats. Step nearer, wanderer—@HellowithenFamilia keeps the doors ajar. Cross the threshold, lend your heartbeat to the act, and become part of the sorrow that never ends.

Here, the performance hunts for new voices— 1999–2010 liners, no twins, no mirrored doubles—to inherit the script scrawled in ash. Seventeen or not, the theater accepts all who dare bow to the silence (TAKEN LIST).

What entered through the cracked proscenium was not actor nor guest, but sorrow itself *your muse + line and your id* painted in wax and wound in strings. This is The Exhibit of Sorrows, where grief performs endlessly, and applause never fades. (@helloowithenbot)

The curtain rises, the strings tighten, and the sorrow waits in silence.

Pizzerias with the best chefs have created thousands of valuable recipes for every reservation for a slice of pizza, but they have not been compiled regularly. Therefore the Pizza Man decided to search our new kitchen staff vacancies for those who are born in the span of 1991-1998 for UNCLE and AUNTY Figures, 1999–2011 for the CHILDREN placements.

Do make sure you haven't joined any families, ready to use our prestigious surname and we prohibit twins to share one seat (check 📋 for our taken list), can bond and contribute, will not reveal the secret recipe for each pizza nor a spy syndicate. If you are sure about this then register yourself to our sous chef @MarocizzaBot with the marvelous format down bellow.

Howdy! “your name” & “your muse” “your @” are willing to be a hand for anyone who wants to embrace an exclusive pizza tasting experience at The Roscoes Pizzeria, give me some recipe formulas that can take me into the family!”