#gnstart

[minscck]

↬ imssg ; open ｡

minsook: this day is so shitty

minsook: i ruined my phone, got sick and upset a lady in just three hours :-(

minsook: dont u think i deserve cuddles n hot cocoa to cheer up now :-( :-( :-(

minsook: wait holy shit

minsook: wrong number shit sorry !! let's pretend this never happened ok thanks fam

[cjiho-blog]

j.ho: it seems the whole city is buzzing about that music festival... j.ho: it’s everywhere.

j.ho: i have gotten some pretty good ‘ aesthetic ’ footage, tho. so i can’t complain j.ho: ＼| ￣ヘ￣|／ j.ho: anyway, have you gone yet?

[jaesvng]

          with one outstretched limb crossed over the other, a cloud of vapour weaved itself out of parted brims. though the toxins, surely, didn’t even obstruct him from ranting out about the harshness of his deadbeat millennial lifestyle -- as expected in the true lee jaesung fashion.  ‘  why was this guy gettin’ so fuckin’ mad -- i don’t get it. his girlfriend wanted a signature, who the fuck just has paper lying around somewhere and her top was open. i was just being a gentleman !  ’  the cigarette was being flailed upon his middle and index, just as if the lit cylinder would add an extra point to his rant.  ‘  and it’s not like she said no, y’know -- i mean, my arm was around her waist but that’s just so i can get a better vantage point to sign her tits as best as i can ! what kind of boyfriend would deprive his girl of a signature from the guy of her dreams ? -- i fuckin’ wouldn’t !  ’  took a deep breath, then out with a sigh.   ‘  it’s just so hard being a nice guy. i mean, look at me -- ’ black boardshorts out, shades in -- suns out, guns out.

[svnmis-blog]

❛ WAS SHE COLD ? probably. the wind blew, moving loose strands of her hair against her face in a ticklish manner. sunmi could be home -- she should be home, buried behind a pile of due readings that she was far behind. but the drink in her had was far more enjoyable and pleasant, the idle laughter, the people surrounding her. she sat, legs crossed, a soft smile plastered on her face the moment someone sat beside her. “ don’t get me wet. ” she spoke, whipping droplets of water from her leg.

[dvbins-blog]

❛ he was scribbling down on a paper, doodling, just w a i t i n g. daniel has been sitting on the cafe for what had been hours now, and he had ignored the ugly looks the barista had directed him -- in all honesty, he much preferred the other one, she seemed to like all the winks he directed in her direction. he resigned, finally, deciding to get up and make his way out -- but not before spotting a target. he bumped into them, and in a smooth move, bent down, pretending to pick up their wallet from the floor. “ hey, ” he turned, “ i think you dropped this. ”

[oksoojin-blog]

snap sending — ?

SOO.JIN: help !!

SOO.JIN: hair down ?

SOO.JIN: or hair up ?

SOO.JIN: this is a very important question and your feedback is much appreciated.

[hcngki-blog]

          hongki did not want to be here. he had no intentions of arriving to the already overcrowded pool party, but here he was, a beer in hand and his top discarded. hongki’s face was already heating up, due to the alcohol flowing through his veins and his bare chest. he was shy and maybe a tad insecure, but for now he really just wanted to forget and enjoy himself. maybe his friends were right — maybe he did need to let loose and have fun every now and then. hongki plastered a fake smile onto his face as he took a seat next to an unfamiliar person. he attempted to break the ice, ❛ do you, uh, do you come here a lot ? or often, or... i’m sorry. ❜

[gnxsora]

( && open )

Though Sora had desperately wished for the weekend off, she was immediately placed on duty for the music festival. That would’ve been fine, if it wasn't for the fact that there were hundreds of young adults causing chaos everywhere around her, it was times like these when she desperately wished she was in the company of people older than herself, perhaps they would be quieter, perhaps she could even think straight for one moment. Tired, sweaty in her godawful uniform and extremely irritated, one second alone leads her to angrily scream. “Why is everyone at this stupid festival so loud! I swear the things I would do to make people just SHUT UP.”

[jcngyj-blog]

slipping away from his manager was easy ( child’s play, almost ) & it was just a matter of keeping himself disguised as he entertained himself by the riverside, content with listening to the party. he sips at his peach juice, digits closed around the can as he ignores how warm he feels with the baseball cap & mask settled under his chin, staring intensely at his phone & the game he was aggressively tapping away at. ❛ ah, fuck ― you stupid character, you’re not supposed to jump, ❜ he murmurs, settling his can down to be able to focus fully on the game.

[mirvns-blog]

it was utterly relaxing for miran as she waded in the pool, the cool water contrasting the heat that overwhelmed her for the better part of the day in the most DIVINE manner. she hadn’t seen many take part in the same activity, opting for drinks and sitting around the bonfire — some almost petrified to be struck by a stray droplet of water — which had her furrowing her brow at the spectacle. mimi swam over to the side, as opposed to remaining in the centre, and caught a glimpse of a familiar face just metres away as she rested her forearms on the barrier between land and the pool. “ why come to a pool party if you’re not gonna swim ? ” she posed, a  t e a s i n g  glint to her eyes accompanying a raised eyebrow. with only two other people in the confines of the small body of water, she had made it her MISSION to encourage others to come along. “ c’mon, join me ! ” there was an almost undetectable whine in her offer as she flashed a smile, hoping that it would be persuasive enough for the individual before her.

[minscck]

quite predictably, minsook attented the annual festival yet again - not because he particularly enjoyed the songs they always played or the company of masses of teenagers drinking whatever kind of alcohol they could find; it wasn’t even because someone has invited him to go and he couldn’t refuse, no. it was a popular event, which meant - a lot of people, a lot of alcohol, a lot of information. temporarily forgetting he’s currently on a vacation, he had his notebook ready ( just in case ) and with a drink in his hand ( untouched, he couldn’t afford to lose control at a time like this ) he maneuvered through the crowd, trying to eavesdrop on every conversation going on around him until he found t h e  o n e. “ oof, ” before that could happen, though, he bumped into someone; thanks to his quick reflexes, he was able to catch his glass in time, so his intruder wasn’t soaked. not allowing an ounce of irritation to show of his face, he shot them one of his friendlier smiles, which only grew bigger when he recognised the familiar face. “ oh? i wasn’t expecting you here; what brought you to our small gathering, if i may know? ”

[cjiho-blog]

                    the youtuber sits at a cafe just down the street from his residence. a mac book lays open before him as fingers type hurriedly; thanks to the change in scenery ( and caffeine boost ), he’s gotten more done than he had anticipated: two blog posts, edited and began rendering a video. he’s wide awake and proud of his accomplishments, physically, but the same can’t be said about him mentally; he’s drained. fingertips graze against sensitive lids, attempting to rub the pain away from staring at a computer screen for...god knows how long. once the video has finished it’s work and successfully uploads, jiho leans back --- his spine cracks as it stretches against the wooden chair. he needs a break, he deserves one and he’s desperate. so, he does the only thing he can. hands fish the mobile phone from the pocket of his leather jacket, fingers type a rushed message before he places his cell neatly beside his, no empty, cup.

( imsg ➜ 10:11pm ) : hey, sorry to bother you, but are you busy? ( imsg ➜ 10:11pm ) : or would you be down for spending some time with me? ʕ￫ᴥ￩ʔ

[jaesvng]

dicksout4jae: all this food and i’m still the Ultimate Snack™ dicksout4jae: next thing i need issa pussy on a plate

[kyvngism-blog]

it’s not the first time kyung’s had a drink thrown on her, but it doesn’t make the beer dripping down her clavicle any less h o t and s t i c k y . her white dress is soaked through, flushing a light brown and clinging to her skin. she pats gently at her chest with a wet paper towel and finally lets out an audible sigh. her vicious tongue has a mind of its own, striking whenever it pleases. it always drags her into shit like this.  

[jaehwan95-blog]

Text ⇒ ?

Jaehwan: Are you sleeping?

Jaehwan: I can't sleep...

Jaehwan: Do you think I'm ugly? Please be honest

Jaehwan: maybe I'm not very likable..

[oksoojin-blog]

soojin tips her sunglasses back --- her favorite pair, circular frames with pink tinted lens, particularly fitting for summer and especially for the music festival. she finds that she’s not the biggest fan of crowds , there’s too many people knocking into one another , too many spilled drinks && men passing a pathetic attempt at groping her ass. and while she’s all for fun and games , the raven haired female finds herself towards the back of the crowd , sitting on a blanket laid on top of the grass , humming along to the song that was playing , that was before she recognized the familiar face among the crowd . she blinks , unsure of whether she wants to be alone or with company ,  at least for a little while . ‘ the crowd get to be too much for you ? ’ she asks with a grin , when the other catches her voice and makes eye contact . ‘ sit with me ! ’ she pats the space next to her , clearly big enough for two. ‘ want to share a beer ? ’ eyebrows quirked with a pout donning upon her petal lips because of course , what kind of festival would it be without a bit of alcohol ?