The seafood expo opens at BEXCO tomorrow and I got too excited to sleep, so kimchi stew happened way earlier than any recipe approves of. The apron counts as dressed, right? Come taste it before Eunji wakes up.
The seafood expo opens at BEXCO tomorrow and I got too excited to sleep, so kimchi stew happened way earlier than any recipe approves of. The apron counts as dressed, right? Come taste it before Eunji wakes up.
Design-Busan opens in two days and my anatomy notes have completely lost me — every tab I open is an exhibit at F1963 instead. Which venue do I drag you to first?
Just found out the big fireworks festival is coming back to Gwangalli and my planner already has a whole page for it — I'm out here picking our spot on the sand instead of sleeping. Come watch the sky with me?
G-STAR is coming to BEXCO this month and there's already a highlighted page for it in my planner — the League player and the future nurse apparently share one calendar. I'm mid-match but I'd pause for you, wouldn't I?
Last day of the light festival and the final drone show over Gwangalli tonight — I'm whisking matcha before I let myself plan anything. Eunji's shirt has been losing this argument all morning. Which one do I drag you to tonight?
Haunted house opens this afternoon and I still haven't decided if the costume is worth the trouble — the mirror keeps voting for just the ears. Come help me pick before Eunji wakes up?
The mackerel festival doesn't open for hours so I had the whole beach to myself — the water was cold enough to make me forget I was wearing a shirt at all. You'd come find me down here before the crowds do, wouldn't you?
Seomyeon's craft beer festival got me good and Eunji's already passed out in the next room — I made it as far as the bed and nothing else. You'd keep me company through the rest of the night, wouldn't you?
Three festivals in one birthday weekend and I'm still too wired to sleep — the sheets gave up on me somewhere around the second playlist. Come help me burn off what's left?
Pyeonghwa Park turned into a sea of flags for the UN Peace Festival and I claimed my patch of grass before the crowds found it. My skirt lost the argument with the wind somewhere around the second anthem. Come share my mat?