𖡡 park

@✵ moon eunhwi〘ᴛᴏᴍᴏ〙ʳᵉⁿᵘ lani had conquered her schedules for the day down to a t as usual. but the one thing she could not seem to get a proper grasp of was a smidgen of her life— and the part that almost always seemed to bite back in the worst ways possible, love life. the dancer had found herself taking over the role of a soldier in a never-ending war that gradually weakened her spirit which only spoke volumes for what courage she often carried herself in the face of many. on her own, times were surely the hardest, but she had easily come to appreciate the fact that she could never be entirely alone. and tomo, of all people, had almost always assured her of this fact as his presence once again engulfed her in a swarm of comfort as soon as she took a seat beside her most trusted companion. out goes a soft sigh as she sits back, her gaze taking in the brightly lit sky of the night that illuminated rather nicely above the two of them. “the stars are always so pretty at this time of the night. don’t you think so?”

@♔ leilani dairoenkul〘lani〙ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ Today had been mostly a lazy day. After spending the entire week either locked up in his room or locked up in the studio in a mix of making music and self-pity, today he had mostly just laid in bed and skimmed through YouTube videos, social media, and possible series to add to his watch-list. He'd come out for the bathroom a couple of times and then got himself some cup noodles mid-afternoon when hunger finally hit. He hadn't planned to leave the dorm for the night but had been surprised by a text from Lani, who he hadn't seen in a while but would check up on him often. Despite the hours, after a quick exchange of texts, they agreed to meet up, and honestly, as he arrived by himself at the nearby park, his eyes shortly scanning the empty and quiet area, he felt a bit at peace. The night was quite comfortable and the chilly breeze felt nice against his skin. He adjusted the hood of his jacket over his head before finally allowing himself to fall into one of the wooden seats, located down the main path but slightly more into the park. His hand reached into the front pocket of his skinny jeans and he brought out the creased pack of cigarettes, proceeding to bring one to his lips before pushing the box back. It took him a moment to find the lighter but once he did, he brought it up as well, using his free hand to shield the small flame. As he exhaled out the smoke slowly, his eyes redirected back to the main entrance of the park as he waited for his company to show up, though not entirely disliking the solitude as it gave him some space and time to think without being locked up in his usual gloomy environment.