#quietempath

[choiyoungjaesus]

quietempath replied to your post:quietempath replied to your post:Purple Okay. [/He...

I am great. How about you? [/He smiles.]

I'm good too. Just a little tired since I ate a bit too much earlier. {/he nods and scrunches his nose}

[phoenvx]

quietempath reblogged your post and added:

Ummm…sure. [/He smiles.]

Oh, sweetheart. Don't be nervous!. (--she bows her head in a polite greeting ) Name's Hyeri. What's yours?

[choiyoungjaesus]

quietempath replied to your post:Purple

Okay. [/He smiles.]

How are you doing today? {/he returns a small smile}

[ingeniovsarchive-blog]

Purple

Reblog and see if you get a color.

PURPLE: We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.

Oh, thank you very much, I can say the same about you. However, we should change that and start speaking to each other, huh?

[choiyoungjaesus]

Purple

PURPLE:We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.

Hmm? You should come speak to me then! I'm super nice and not a nerd despite what anyone tells you--

[phoenvx]

Purple

PURPLE:We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.

A kind sentiment.  We could change that last part, hm?

[thesehunpai]

☯

☯ - Our muses are trying on goofy glasses and hats at a novelty store.

"Do you think pink makes me look fat," Sehun asks wistfully as he turns on his heels, presenting Yixing a good look of the hot pink glittery sunglasses that perches on top of his nose. He arches an eyebrow and makes a face before facing back to the mirror. "Hm...I mean, my face looks less blotted when I wear yellow ones but I dunno...hyung you look really good in purple though," he snickers and gestures at the frameless glasses that he wears. Sehun reaches behind Yixing, grabbing onto another pair before putting it directly on top of the one he currently wears. Cackling, he moves away so that the other can see the result. "You look like Hannah Montana now...Hannah Laytana."

[taourus]

Hello . Welcome to the family. [/He smiles.]

(` startled slightly, tao turns to find the source of the voice. it appears in the form of a kind face, and he finds himself instinctively trying to speak once more. instead, he holds up a finger to signal pause, pulling a notepad out of his pocket and writing furiously. )

Thank you. I don’t know what else to say, but I’m Tao, and I’m very thankful for this.