Enjoy the game, Kiddos. Ibuy and Ayah permission to go out for dinner a little while, just the TWO of us. 😆♥️
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Palatinate—Yonks: Norbury’s House.
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Ibuy dan Ayah mau dinner NUGGET KENZLER kesukaan kalian itu, sepuasnya nggak pake nasi ♥️
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Forwarded from Crucible of Chords: The Reedwart Familié.
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TABOLA BALE DULU KITA, syp mw ikut goyang bareng Reedwart's Yeonjun & Taehyun, Calsearth's Yeonjun, Norbury's Hueningkai dan Caelthwynn's Hueningkai? Bawa azek azza lah yegak sieeeeee 🤭💥
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TABOLA BALE DULU KITA, syp mw ikut goyang bareng Reedwart's Yeonjun & Taehyun, Calsearth's Yeonjun, Norbury's Hueningkai dan Caelthwynn's Hueningkai? Bawa azek azza lah yegak sieeeeee 🤭💥
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Mana mobil dan motormu, sayang? Sini aa benerin. 🥰
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pretty sure brown works on me, right, norbies? 🤎
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Forwarded from Whispers at the Hearth: The Meirhärt.
What began as an ordinary night walk slowly shifted into something quietly unforgettable. Norbury’s Anxin took the lead with the confidence of someone who definitely didn’t have a plan, while Runeshard’s Ohyul drifted alongside, half-observing the city, half-lost in their own thoughts. Meirhärt’s Carmen kept the energy alive with dry remarks that landed perfectly in the silence, balanced out by Letheris’s Carmen, who responded with effortless calm like nothing could rattle her.
Moriarty’s Woonhak had a habit of disappearing and reappearing just when you thought you’d lost him to the night, while Haerbeats’s Chartreux stayed slightly behind, watching everything unfold with quiet amusement, as if mentally archiving the moment rather than trying to control it. No one rushed, no one questioned the direction, we just let the streets guide us, illuminated by soft city lights and the low hum of midnight.
Conversations ebbed and flowed, laughter surfaced in unexpected pockets, and the night held us gently in its stillness. Not every memory needs to be dramatic to matter, some are meant to be subtle, steady, and sincere. This was one of those nights, the kind you don’t realize you’ll miss until it’s already over.
Moriarty’s Woonhak had a habit of disappearing and reappearing just when you thought you’d lost him to the night, while Haerbeats’s Chartreux stayed slightly behind, watching everything unfold with quiet amusement, as if mentally archiving the moment rather than trying to control it. No one rushed, no one questioned the direction, we just let the streets guide us, illuminated by soft city lights and the low hum of midnight.
Conversations ebbed and flowed, laughter surfaced in unexpected pockets, and the night held us gently in its stillness. Not every memory needs to be dramatic to matter, some are meant to be subtle, steady, and sincere. This was one of those nights, the kind you don’t realize you’ll miss until it’s already over.
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what a good way to spend your sunday night! definitely won't do that again tho, they won't stop teasing me the whole night!!!! 😒
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Hello Norbies! Happy weekend yaa, malming kalian ngapain aja nih?
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