【ＬＩＬＹ】- ᴺᵉʷᴶᵉᵃⁿˢ ᵃᵈᵈᵉᵈ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ/ˢᵒˡᵒⁱˢᵗ

⁑⁕⁑Slumber party

𝓤nder the soft veil of night, when the rest of the dorm was wrapped in slumber, a cozy camaraderie illuminated the space that Nari and Haerin shared. It was during these serene hours that their friendship blossomed in the tranquil embrace of quietude.

The dorm was a hushed sanctuary, illuminated only by the gentle glow of dimmed lights. As if by an unspoken agreement, Nari and Haerin would gravitate towards each other, settling into a corner of the common area. The world outside was still, offering a haven for their late-night conversations.

With the members asleep and the world cocooned in dreams, Nari and Haerin would share secrets as though they were treasure troves of trust. Their giggles, like fireflies, illuminated the room, painting the darkness with an aura of friendship that only grew stronger in the quietude.

Their conversations wove a tapestry of stories—funny anecdotes from their pasts, shared dreams for the future, and whispered confessions of thoughts that only dared to emerge under the shroud of night. Their bond, nurtured by these late-night talks, became an anchor that grounded them in the midst of their bustling lives.

Nari's laughter, melodious and genuine, mingled with Haerin's infectious giggles. Their shared sense of humor was a bridge that connected their souls in a way that words alone couldn't convey. Jokes, both silly and profound, danced between them, forming a language of inside jokes and whispered punchlines.

In these quiet hours, their differences faded into the background, leaving only the essence of their friendship. Nari's shy moments gave way to Haerin's boisterous spirit, and Haerin's vibrant energy found solace in the tranquility of Nari's presence. Their friendship was a symphony of contrasts that harmonized beautifully.

As the moon's glow painted silver streaks across the room, Nari and Haerin would eventually succumb to the heaviness of exhaustion. Their laughter would taper into quiet whispers, and the tales of the night would come to an end. With sleepy smiles and hearts brimming with connection, they would part ways, retreating to their respective spaces.

These late-night rendezvous became a cherished ritual—a sacred space where secrets were shared and laughter echoed, forging a bond that time and distance couldn't sever. Their late-night chats were the embers that kept their friendship warm, a testament to the intimacy of shared laughter and the solace of whispered conversations in the stillness of the night.