cherrypopelectric

[cherrypopelectric]

⋆ HIATUS ⋆

Hey all, I'll be away from 4 Sep till 18 Sep for my scheduled surgery and recovery period. I'm giving myself two weeks because I don't know what everything will be like yet but of course, I'll be back right away as soon as I feel better. I do hope to pop in to Discord during this time so I can finish up some plotting at least and so that I don't keep everyone waiting for too long ( fingers crossed!! ) 😓 Catch you all soon!

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⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ⋅✯⋅ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ 𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐁𝐀𝐆𝐒, very comfortably at that too, Phoenix spares all those seconds scrolling through his social media accounts. Even if he didn’t look like it, he was actually much more eager to meet the fellow student who should be on her way now. In the midst of watching a thirst trap, he rolls his eyes at the ridiculousness of it all and senses a presence which steals all of his attention instead. Quickly putting his phone away, he looks up at her with a coy smile as her sketchbook stays tucked under his left arm. “Hello Seoyun, and you’re very welcome. Come have a seat.” He gestures towards the other beanbag next to him, completely disregarding her request. Was he acting like an absolute ass right now? Somewhat, but it’s not the worst. All he needed to do was make his proposal heard and hope she takes the bait. 

“Really very impressive stuff you’ve got.” With a mischievous grin on his face, he shrugs his shoulders and then rests both of his hands in his lap. “Sorry. Had to flip through to find out if there was a name or something… somewhere.” Okay, enough of the trailing breadcrumbs, he needs to get straight to the point. Pronto. “I can’t believe we haven’t met before. All this time. But hear me out, what do you say we partner up for the Seoul Rising Student Designers competition? I’m certain you’ve heard of it? Hey, I don’t know about you but I think I can smell victory for us already.” Was that convincing enough? He sure hoped it is. ⁺₊

this can not be happening.

this had to be some nasty joke from the devil himself, seoyun feels like.

she doesn't know how it happened, but her beloved sketchbook had suddenly gone missing. the last time she remembered having it was after her last class a few days ago, when she stayed behind in one of the studios to work a bit longer. maybe she forgot to put it in her bag when she headed back home?

but, as fate would have it, it was no longer there the next time she went to check. her professors were kind enough to ask around in their other classes if anyone had seen the sketchbook, but nothing had came up there either.

(it didn't even seem to fit her, the way it had a completely black matte cover with little decoration or flair to it, so she can't quite blame anyone who did see it for not realizing it was hers. not to mention how easy it was to overlook too.)

it almost felt like she heard a choir singing when one of her classmates tapped her on the shoulder after a studio session, leaning over in their seat to whisper, "someone found your sketchbook! he said he'd give it back to you at the student center in a few minutes!" it took all of her power not to grab them by the shoulders and tearfully say "my sketchbook is safe? my prized possession isn't living in somebody's trash can?"

all that matters now was for her to head straight to the student center and find the person who ended up saving her ass. she was given a description: a guy named phoenix moon that was blond, taller than her, had freckles, and a few ear piercings.

he wasn't too hard to find based off of that, so once she noticed him sitting down at one of the tables, she sped-walked and immediately sat right across from him.

"hi, han seoyun. owner of that sketchbook you found." she grins brightly, leaning in and reaching one hand out towards him. "thank you for getting it for me, i'll be taking it back right now!"

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MBC250823🎀༘

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mini fanmeet♡

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⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ⋅✯⋅ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 ever since their booth was up and running. None of them had to deal with weirdos asking for more than just a cheek kiss which they were all very thankful for. Honestly, what else could go wrong?

With a bright smile on his face, Phoenix greets the next student in line. Possibly the last before his shift comes to an end too. “Hello!” He leans in closer to proceed with his duty but pulls away at the next second, eyes all wide, surprised at the sudden request. “Excuse me?” Rendered speechless, his mind begins to wander at his very own arms and hands. They weren’t ripped or large enough as hell at all — toned, yes but not exactly huge or anything. His hands were also smaller than the average guy. Not made for chokeholds or headlocks, that’s for sure. 

With a baffled expression still on his face, he leans in with a slight whisper, “We’re a… um... we’re a kissing booth. Do you really want a chokehold?” If this kid was going to pay anyway, he figures he could just go ahead and fulfill that request. He stands up this time and stretches his arms before beckoning the guy before him. “Are you really sure about this?” ⁺₊

╰ ㅤ ☁️ ㅤ options ft. @cherrypopelectric  .

maybe junho should say no more often because for whatever reason, he had said yes to a game of truth or dare and now here he is, at the kissing booth, waiting for his turn next. maybe he could blame it on the yeonchella air, as everyone was saying? because he should know better that any game of truth or dare would never be harmless and yet he still agreed to it like a fool.

at the same time, he reasons this is probably a pretty mild dare he got - plus he would be supporting whatever sports team was on shift at the time. school spirit and all that! yeah!

he steps up for his turn and settles on a neutral smile. junho didn't really have a preference for who was at the booth right now, considering he'd be fine with anyone but the idea of a kissing booth in general makes him a little nervous (he will not elaborate why though, thank you very much).

"hi," he starts off with, hopefully not sounding awkward. "could i ask for you to put me in a chokehold?" he asks next in a rush while also trying to maintain a completely normal voice because he is going to be so normal about this.

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⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ⋅✯⋅ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 with the kind soul, Phoenix feels grateful with a slight annoyance slowly seeping in. Well, he was obviously grateful for her kindness but he was also slightly annoyed at the whole situation. It didn’t take him long to figure out exactly who the culprit was which got him brewing a silly prank of his own as a comeback. Thankfully, none of the kids in Yeonhwa were dumb enough to bother with this bogus shit. Not that he doesn’t show a good time, in fact he gives one hell of a show but really, he was grateful that no one actually attempted to test out the claims on that unfortunate desk. 

As planned, Phoenix casually saunters in the locker room before emerging with a bottle of rubbing alcohol tucked away in his backpack, all undetected. Making his way towards the lecture hall, his phone buzzes again and it makes him feel a sense of relief that it was just Seolran. Slowly approaching the entrance of the empty premise, his eyes immediately lands on her, looking all prim and proper ( all decked in pink as described in her last text message ), and he could understand why she was so firm on keeping any sort of vandalism off her desk. 

When he hears her voice, he pretends to appear confused just to mess with her, “Yes? A bottle of Absolut Vodka?” He attempts to keep a straight face while he very slowly pulls the bottle of solution into view from his bag. “Hi Seolran.” He breaks into a silly grin as he finally greets her. “This shall be our vodka. I hope it does miracles. I got it from the locker room, I know our coach keeps it there for some small wounds before he sends us off to the infirmary.” He places the bottle on the desk and adds a bag of cotton balls to the combination. “I don’t know why but I just decided to grab these too. This should all work right?” ⁺₊

cleaning shift to phoenix (@cherrypopelectric)

when seolran saw the random phone number scribbled on her favorite seat, she almost ignored it. assumed it was a first or second-year student deciding to play a stupid prank on their friend. it was a stupid joke, yes, but relatively harmless. therefore, she could pay it no mind and go on with her life. besides, what were the chances of someone seeing the number and actually texting it, “for a good time”?

however, the thought of her favorite seat being defaced left an unpleasant feeling in her stomach (or maybe it was her conscience waking up from its hibernation to tell her that she probably should warn the poor soul, in case they actually received weird text messages). one text turned into two, which turned into 4, which ended in seolran eventually agreeing to meet up and help scrub off the assumed prank blatant vandalism of her favorite desk.

she arrives to their agreed meeting spot a couple of minutes early. as promised, she’s wearing something pink—a nice little miniskirt and bow holding up her ponytail, so she could be easily recognized. she adjusts the bag on her shoulders and pulls out her phone. still two minutes left before one pm. she’s halfway through naver searching “does rubbing alcohol actually get rid of sharpie on desks?” when she senses a figure approaching her. she can't be certain if he is who she's actually supposed to meet, but seolran locks her phone and drop the device into her bag anyways.

"hey," she says, half whispering. she takes a quick glance around, as if she's trying to determine if anyone is spying on them. "you brought the alcohol?" she sincerely hopes that this is the person she's supposed to meet, and not some random stranger who might actually report her for trying to obtain alcohol on campus.

[cherrypopelectric]

Phoenix's birthday is today ( 15 August ) and I was wondering if anyone was interested in creating little headcanons of what could've happened at his party? 😊 I was thinking he probably rented a greenhouse cafe from 4PM to 9PM and invited everyone for food and games like werewolf, truth or dare, never have I ever and stuff like that. I'll also post something for his social media to commemorate this moment and include a small mention of your muse!

Give this a ❤️ and I'll hit you up to discuss!

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⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ⋅✯⋅ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊, a dumb one that will take up too much of his precious time. Honestly, he’d rather plop himself on a whoopee cushion in a hall full of students than sit through whatever this is. Phoenix has to take a few extra seconds to process the other student’s words (well, more like instructions) as he stares up blankly in confusion. He takes a slight offense at the way the other student reacted to his name but he ends up shrugging his shoulders with a small grin, words laced with sarcasm, “It’s actually my stage name.”

Phoenix listens some more but doesn’t nod his head in agreement. “Huh.” He purses his lips and clicks his tongue after. “Agree with everything you say? And what if I don’t? Will it make things hard for you?” Before he was allowed to ponder over a little more, another set of claims has him letting out a gasp as he cups his own face in horror. “Theft and I do not belong in the same sentence. Absolutely not!” 

This was a mock trial after all but since when was Phoenix the type to obey? Okay, maybe under certain circumstances but he was feeling slightly uncooperative today. Besides, the guy sitting across from him had to learn to deal with a variety of clients and Phoenix was certainly providing that. It’s all about the experience, isn’t it? “Hold on, I have to agree to everything you ask? That means I can’t disagree, even for an itsy bitsy bit?” Then, he slumps in his seat, casting an apologetic smile. “Sorry! Okay, okay, I’ll do my best to cooperate!” Clearing his throat, he attempts to put on a serious expression on his face, "Yes, I was charged with stealing someone else's something something. ⁺₊

“so,” minseong starts — no hello, no small talk, just the immediate thwack of a thick manila envelope smacked onto the table like he’s about to interrogate a mafia informant. a second later, he’s dragging out the opposite metal chair with the kind of screech that would have a librarian filing noise complaints.

across from him: a platinum-blonde undergrad who looks completely out of his element here stares back at him like he's actually here because he's been accused of something. just a regular thursday afternoon, and by the grace of god, has been summoned into the law school building by a guy who looks like he drinks cold brew concentrate straight from the bottle.

"phoenix moon," minseong reads off the profile, squinting like the name personally offended him. "that's not your real name. there's no way. anyways, whatever." he pops his gum — flavorless now, probably has been for the past hour — and flips open the rest of his files. his eyes scan some text before they find phoenix's gaze again and wonders if his attempt at looking like he's a cool lawyer that just doesn't give a fuck is working.

"so here's the deal," he continues, already talking fast like he's got somewhere else to be (he doesn't). "it says here you've never done a mock trial before. that’s fine. your job’s easy: sit there, agree with everything i say, and try not to look like you’re thinking too hard. basically, you’re legally blonde but without the character development."

he purses his lips as he reads through some text further, stopping himself a quarter of the way down the page with a visible furrow of his brows. "and... it says here, uh... your charge is you stole someone else's concept for their midterm runway piece that had to do with cherries?" he tilts his head in confusion and forces a smile, though it's clear he doesn't understand what the fuck any of that means. at least it's not casey anthony vs. the state of florida for the twelve hundredth goddamn time.

MY CLIENT PLEADS NOT GUILTY TO BAD TASTE, @cherrypopelectric

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⋆ GET YOU ALL TWISTED ₊ @goodbyejoon ⋆ YEONHWA UNIVERSITY ₊ SEOUL

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ⋅✯⋅ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 with how calm and sunny the morning had appeared to be and now in the late afternoon, mother nature decided to bless everyone with a heavy shower. Sitting in silence at the foyer of the campus, the constant pitter patter accompanying him, Phoenix contemplates making a run towards his accommodation but decided against it in the end. He wasn’t about to be stupid and ruin his platform sneakers like that. No way. 

As he gazes at the swaying branches and the grey clouds looming over, he suddenly senses a presence. For a split second, he was thankful that he finally had some actual company but that feeling very quickly descends, like a pancake hitting splat on the ground, when he realizes exactly just who it was.

“Oh, hello.” His greeting comes off slightly monotonous instead of his usual chirpy one. “Fancy seeing you here.” Masking his surprise, Phoenix curls his lips into a small yet polite smile while he pretends nonchalance was his thing. “How long has it been since we last saw each other? Almost a week now I take it? Since the party… which was on Saturday… right?” ⁺₊

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⋆ A LITTLE JEALOUSY ₊ @stagedown ⋆ LA CUCINA ₊ SEOUL

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ⋅✯⋅ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐄𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃, a dinner date would promptly follow for the two of them — just like tonight. Attempting to surprise her, Phoenix slides right into the booth with no prior warning except to slam his fist (very gently) on the table as he hisses in feigned disgust, “Babe, I cannot believe you’re cheating on me. Seriously? All of this hotness right here?” Obviously there wasn’t any rage in his words, just a very silly grin slapped on his face after an exhausting hockey practice. He was famished to say the least and the baked meatballs on the table was looking too tempting right now. 

This whole situation going on with Agatha was amusing but a part of him feels bad for her. They weren’t supposed to be entangled in something that wasn’t even true. When they went on their first and second date, Phoenix didn’t think anyone would even notice or be this invested in their relationship. It wasn’t anyone’s business at all but apparently, that wasn’t the case — and now because someone had probably seen them together just once and decided to take off with their very own tabloid, it puts Agatha and Phoenix in a very unexpected entanglement. 

“You know Natalie Wang? Right?” Phoenix takes a few sips of his summer punch before spilling about his encounter today. “So she thinks she’s doing me a huge favour, that I shouldn’t be 'kept in the dark' because she saw you flirting with someone from the photography club.” He pauses with a light smirk and then wiggles his brows, “Now as your ‘boyfriend’, who is this guy I should be aware of?” ⁺₊

[cherrypopelectric]

⋆ SOUNDTRACK OF MY SUMMER ₊ PROMPT #2 ⋆ PARADISE BEACH ₊ MYKONOS

Music is a huge part of Phoenix's life. He considers music to be his motivation and inspiration. Just like poems, songs can evoke different emotions. Now that it's summer season, he reminisces on the memories he had made with his cousins back in the summer of 2023. These are the top songs that takes him back to the clubbing scene in Mykonos by the beach where the fun comes alive until the wee hours of the morning.

TROYE SIVAN - RUSH

⊹ you got my heartbeat racing, my body blazing ⊹

He first heard this song at the club when it was officially released just a few days prior. It doesn't take a lot for him to start dancing, just put this song on and he'll start shaking his hips. As naughty as the lyrics are, Phoenix fantasizes of living out the scenes of the music video. Lock eyes with a hot stranger and let the heat take over.

LENNON STELLA & CHARLIE PUTH - SUMMER FEELINGS

⊹ way up here in my summer feelings and I found a piece of me that I never knew ⊹

This song would probably be the official soundtrack to the summer vacation that he and his cousins had spent together in Mykonos. It makes him feel free like a donut shaped float in a pool, sun shining down on him and the drive around the beach city with the top down as they all sing the chorus in unison. He would give his all just to make another memory like this again.

SOFI TUKKER - WET TENNIS

⊹ tuck, what's the score? it's love, love ⊹

Everyone's about the summer flings but he yearns for romance that blooms over the summer. He loves that these lyrics are so witty with how they relate attraction with tennis. He has always been ready to make his serve but who is going to pick up the ball in their court and keep playing tennis with him? Hopefully, he'll find out soon! This song simply puts him in a dreamy mode while he struts down the streets in his sunnies.

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💬 ๑ 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞.𝖕𝖔𝖕.𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖈

➣ That's only because I always pick up the tab right? 😜

itsjiahn foodie adventures are always better with ur bestie 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

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[cherrypopelectric]

Hi all! 😊 So it has been a while since I posted my intro and I wanted to put up a little something again to see if I can explore more plots and connections!

Phoenix Moon is ❛ THE SOCIAL BUTTERFLY ❜ who possesses genuine interest in connecting with others and thrives from the energy of various events. As a child, he was really reserved but getting started in ice hockey at aged ten, he learnt how to bond with the other teammates and found his very own ray of light. From then on, he just loves being around people! Generally very easygoing, warms up to others fast and can be really affectionate. I imagine him being well-liked by his peers but nothing too crazy in a Mr Popular/Prom King/Campus Babe sense ( he's not into that sort of thing ). I would also describe him as someone who is mischievous and a bit faux-naïf to get what he wants or where he wants to be. He gets very aggressive during ice hockey and intentionally riles up his opponents if he feels like it which is 95% of the time and he yaps away happily on his Friday evening shows for the campus radio. Has a way with his words and some people for some reason or maybe it's that saccharine smile on that angelic face that just seals the deal.

This is his STUDENT ID & his DOSSIER! Under the cut, there is a list of connections I'd like to explore but if you don't find something you fancy, I'm up for a brewing sesh too! Just go ahead and drop me an IM so we can get the ball rolling! 💗

⊹ You were the first friend he made when he first stepped onto the school grounds in March since moving from London / France. The both of you hit it off pretty well and are still in contact with each other. Honestly, you might just be his best friend in Seoul.

⊹ After several years of no contact, the two of you reunite again right here in Seoul. The childhood memories shared in London were fun but is the spark still there?

⊹ You're just too adorable like a younger sibling he never had. Let him cling onto you and dote on you. Hint: You'll constantly get free food!!

⊹ Living right next to each other in Gaeum Building, it seems like the two of you depend on each other a lot because it's just that convenient. Faulty water heater? Come over! Please spare me one pack of ramen for tonight? Consider it done!

⊹ What good are clothes with no one to wear them? When he needs models for his assignments / projects, you're first on the list and he'll treat you to dinner for a job well done.

⊹ He is constantly working on his portfolio. Besides he can't let his makeup skills rot away with no practice. You're just the perfect fit, one of the models who occasionally appear in his styling and/or makeup portfolio. He'll treat you to dinner as a token of appreciation.

⊹ He rarely needs a favour outside of his studies, no matter how simple but because of your easy nature, he finds himself running to you more than he should for just about anything and everything. Will you eventually tell him off?

⊹ You're a fellow DJ for Lotus FM and the two of you get up to some silly antics in the studio sometimes. You were also the one who showed him the ropes.

⊹ You're an avid listener of his radio show, that plays pop and EDM, which runs every Friday from 7pm to 9pm. You also keep leaving encouraging and positive comments on the feed and he's really itching to uncover who you are.

⊹ He gets pretty crazy and speedy on the ice, that's why he earned the nickname Blaze since his days in London. Maybe you like his swift yet aggressive playing style or you don't… and that's going to be a problem when teammates are not teammate-ing.

⊹ He's had fleeting crushes which went nowhere because he never acted on it. He has always dealt with the tiny sparks before they all eventually fizzled out, until he met you. You awoke the courage in him and gave him the strength to face his feelings. The sparks for you kept multiplying and it was starting to consume him whole before he could even dull the flame. And maybe, just maybe, you feel exactly the same. ( I was also hoping that we can work out the nitty-gritty together! As a romantic interest, this connection plays a really significant part in his life because he’s trying to embrace his sexuality. I was inspired by the Strangers to Lovers trope & by Troye Sivan's Got Me Started. This should be a slow or medium burn type of thing. I am open to discussing this further together because it's a long-term collaboration and I want the both of us to enjoy writing what we want. )

[cherrypopelectric]

which do you like better, being a lotus dj or being on the hockey team? if you could only have one, which would you choose?

❝Oh no... The most difficult question ever! How can you do this to me! I don't know. After playing ice hockey for ages, it just feels like second nature to me. When I first started out, I didn't think it would be something I would have enjoyed a lot but I grew to love the sport and what it gives. I love adrenaline, the teamwork, the victories. It's not that deep right? Sorry LotusFM!❞

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⋆ YEONCHELLA MEMORIES ₊ @sharpeztlives ⋆ YEONHWA UNIVERSITY ₊ SEOUL

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ⋅✯⋅ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒 𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘, today is already looking like it could be better. Hell, it’d better be!

Phoenix was famished. All he could manage this morning for breakfast was a quick ham and egg sandwich. Everyone knows a measly bite like that wasn’t going to do much for him but he’ll deal with it. Besides, he’ll have plenty to savour at the food stalls later. He runs around the premises for a bit, greeting everyone he knows, burning energy with his mouth before he decides that it’s finally time for a snack. 

With a line this long, Phoenix was aware that he should have picked something else but he was stubborn like that so he waits patiently for his turn. When his turn finally came, he nearly drools at the sight of the corn on the cob in his hand, the heat making his skin burn in a good way. Happy with his purchase, he’s about to skip away from the stand when the student in charge announces that they were all out of stock. Turning on his heel, he comes face to face with someone very much unforgettable. 

“Oh, hello!” Phoenix greets the other student with a tight-lipped smile, ready to mask his subtle jab. “Fancy seeing you here. Such a shame they’re done for the day. I mean it’s hard to resist the aroma of melted butter on sweet corn, am I right?” ⁺₊

[cherrypopelectric]

if you had to choose between accidentally body-swapping with each other for a week or... being entered into a couples dance contest with me with no prior practice or idea we were doing it.... what would you do phoenix~

❝I cannot dance, even if my life depended on it. I would mess up and embarrass you but swapping bodies for a whole week sounds even more chaotic. I'd say we march to the dancefloor and give what we've got!❞