Aug 13, 2015
––✱ chilled { sj+hm }
{{ strxhoon }}
Walking home from Vernon’s Department Store, he swung the shopping bag in his hand. Several cans of chilled beer were stored in it. It was August already, he almost couldn’t believe hot quick time passed. Before it officially ended though, he would like one last chance to drink a chilled beer by his room balcony. His eyes caught sight of a familiar silhouette. “Oy– Hoon-!” He called out as he jogged towards the guy living in the same building as him. They never really spent much time together despite being neighbors. But perhaps it was time to change that. Raising the bag up into the air, he rustled it a bit as he raised his eyebrow with a smile. “Wanna join me for a drink?”