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Kup hadnt arrived at Rungs office at the time he was usually punctual and alot often early.. but he was late.. un like him.
His com was dead but they're on the lost light so nothing bad could really happen..
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@rungalwaysheretolisten
Kup hadnt arrived at Rungs office at the time he was usually punctual and alot often early.. but he was late.. un like him.
His com was dead but they're on the lost light so nothing bad could really happen..
32 ziam
Cooking together
It's one of their rules - cooking together. They've both got busy lives, careers and responsibilities away from one another, but making dinner together at least once a week is one of their rules and Zayn really looks forward to these nights.
They're making a really nice chicken stir-fry tonight and Zayn feels really good standing at the counter-top, cutting up vegetables while Radio 1 plays and Liam sings along. Zayn hums a little to the songs he knows, mostly just focused on the task at hand while Liam sings and occasionally sock-shuffles across the tile floor to the beat of the music as he adds things to the wok, mixing it around. Zayn breaks a smile when Liam sings into his spatula and it's perfect, really.
"Love you," Zayn says, sharing a smile with Liam as he leans over to steal a kiss before Liam slip-slides off to the fridge for the soya sauce.
common invitation || finn & skye
As Finnick looked at his own reflection in his bathroom mirror, he blinked slowly, wiping some excess cream away from his newly shaved face. Slapping his face gently, he flashed himself a small smile before exiting the room, grabbing a shirt from his closet and pulling it over his head, not paying much attention to what one it was. Whilst heading out the door, his phone buzzes, currently running a hand through his usual messy hairdo, he slips his phone from his back pocket, noting the directions the strawberry blonde had just sent to him, sure of where to go now. Quickly making his way to where her directions led, he found himself in front of a door, not hesitant to knock, at all.