ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : day 06 of @alyinreality's 31 nights of shiftober event (ft. selene)
TWILIGHT ✶ what is your daily routine in your dr?
mornings always start the same way- with noise. tom blasting music way too early, bill yelling about it from down the hall, and me half-buried under my blanket pretending I don’t hear any of it. eventually, I drag myself out of bed, sunlight spilling across my sheets, and head downstairs to the smell of coffee and something vaguely burning in the kitchen ( courtesy of whoever tried to cook first ).
I make a smoothie - the one thing i can make without destroying the kitchen - watching the city wake up beneath us. we always eat breakfast together, or at least sit in the kitchen or living room talking about our day- going over any of the things we have to do that day...or else someone forgets.
after breakfast, we all do our own thing. if I don’t have a shoot or an interview that day, i’ll have a meeting with my manager or stylist planning outfits, discussing tour schedules, going over song concepts. some days i’ll visit the studio, spend hours writing lyrics, or rehearse with the band. other days, i’ll just wander around the city, headphones in, hoodie up, disappearing into the noise of it all.
afternoons are my favorite: slow, creative, open. i’ll sketch out ideas for future projects or film little snippets for fans. if we’re all home, the apartment is alive- someone cooking, someone yelling over a video game, someone asleep on the couch. it’s chaotic, but it’s the best kind of chaos.
evenings depend on the day. if we’re rehearsing, i’ll throw on something casual- cargo pants, an oversized tee, hair tied up - and head to the venue. rehearsals always end late, sweaty and loud, but with that indescribable high that comes from doing what I love with the people I love most.
if there’s no rehearsal, nights are for dinners at home, nights out in the city, or quiet evenings in. sometimes jiyong calls and we talk for hours, sharing ideas and talking until one of us falls asleep mid-conversation. other nights, i’ll head to the rooftop with a cigarette and my notebook, writing under the soft hum of the city lights.
when the world finally quiets down, I crawl into bed- hopefully at a reasonable time, but it seems most nights the apartment doesnt quiet down until far past midnight. I close my eyes drifting off to sleep looking forward to the next day ahead
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