Apr 30, 2018
iseul wasn’t sure how long he had spent in the dance studio, always losing track of time. there was always something comforting about being able to get lost in the music without anyone interrupting him. he was barely finishing up when he got the message from tristan to meet him for drinks, which he’d been turning down lately, but was finally in the mood. it didn’t take him long to arrive at their favorite spot. “please tell me you ordered food as well, i haven’t eaten all day,” he huffed, knowing he needed to get better at taking care of himself. “i don’t think i’ll ever get tired of this place.” @fmdtristan