#ff yoghurt

[thepalmofyourfreezinghand]

i don’t think elena meant it like that? it was just a joke cause everyone knows the reference and we didn’t want to say his name not cause he’s “jobless” it’s cause of the invisible string line i think? anyway maybe you should talk to elena

I don’t know who Elena is hahah. I guess the person who “invented” the nickname? This is not me being shady, btw, I legitimately don’t know them. And I have nothing personal against them or anyone else using the term without thinking about it.

I understand your point, anon: it’s a funny reference and it’s pretty harmless, taken at face value. But the truth is that so many people make fun of Joe for his lack of wealth, call him “unemployed” as an insult (!!!) and tons of other stuff. Just the other day there was a pretty “viral” tweet with a joke about Joe having to use discount coupons to go groceries shopping, ffs!

And this is NOT about Joe. It’s about every single person who reads those jokes and is unemployed or has to use discount coupons or rides the tube (because yeah, some people make fun of Joe even for using the tube…) or whatever. Just think for a second what somebody who is unemployed must feel when they see somebody tweeting “Joe is a jobless loser who now has to go back to live with his parents and use their pocket money!!!” as an insult with so many people agreeing.

I’m sorry. The “yoghurt boy” name maybe started as a harmless joke (and again, it’s pretty funny when you take it at face value), but it’s being used to make classist jokes by so many people, and it bothers me.

And again, it’s not about Joe. He’s a literal millionaire from a posh family: he’s probably never experienced classism irl. IT’S ABOUT PEOPLE USING CLASSIST EXPRESSIONS AND MAKING ELITIST JOKES WHICH END UP OFFENDING THOSE WHO ARE REALLY STRUGGLING FINANCIALLY, fans included.

#joe alwyn #taylor swift

[cooganbegs-blog]

The Long Wait in Melbourne Leg

Well, not sure if I’m surprised or disappointed by the Amex lounge! After selling it for so long, I feel I may have hyped up my expectations. It’s just another lounge with sad looking food in the bain marie and bored looking employees! But I am absolutely not complaining. I have a little booth all to myself and have just had a small breaky of muesli, fruit and yoghurt and finally have a coffee to hand. And some small part of me feels special, how sad is that. What’s even sadder is I did a few circuits of the airport before I worked up the courage to even get in here! I thought they would take one look at me and declare I was not worthy to be in the Amex lounge!!

Anyway, I’m here and tucked away from the hoards to try and do some work and reassure myself I am not one massive phoney that is about to be caught out. I think the biggest thing is that I think they are just wanting for me to hand them what to build. And when I explain that it’s the job of the team to work out what to build once they have been given the problem to solve. What am I scared of? I haven’t implemented this before? This is all theory to date, I’ve never been a Head of Product, I’m running a huge experiment based on zero experience, and there is the fear. What if they agree and then it all falls down and is a failure, what if I can’t help the teams solve the problems, what if they don’t want to? What if they don’t want to be autonomous?

I’m going to start a tally of the rudeness and bad manners encountered while flying.

First cab off the rank was a middle-aged woman, well dressed, clearly not from Tasmania. The flight to Melbourne was packed thanks to Dark Mofo, so space in the overhead locker was at a premium. The hostie pulled out said middle aged women jacket and asked her to hold it as someone needed the space for their luggage. Well, she may as well have asked her to remove a limb … quelle horreur …. the hostie remained calm and thanked her profusely!

Second cab off the rank was the bloke in the seat next to me! I had the window and he had the middle seat, tough gig I get it. Why do some men absolutely feel the need to spread their legs as wide as possible to impinge on everyone else’s space, or more specifically, women (I assume the “I’m not gay and the thought of my leg touching another mans leg, will make me gay” sentiment keeps their legs away from other blokes??). Not only were legs spreadeagled, he also spreadeagled arms across both armrests. FFS.

Then, he did have the good grace to ask if he could take a photo of the dawn sky. I agreed …. to one photo, not him taking the piss for the next 15 minutes, constantly reaching across me (while I shrank in the corner of my seat to avoid contact with any part of him!) and taking repeated photos.

Well, the Amex lounge has disappointed. The coffee is undrinkable, they made it with LONG-LIFE MILK!!!What in actual mother fuck.

Plus …. there is fucking spawn in here. It’s going to be a looooooong day. I’m actually going to to have to leave and go and find a decent coffee to stem the rage!

I am grateful ….. I’m just a coffee snob and I don’t do children!

[imminentinertia]

Hei! I just found your Oslo/Norway guides for fanfics writers, thanks for that. I’m in no business of writing ff since I have no imagination at all, butthere’s one Norwegian thing I have been thinking a lot. Do kids and teens get food in school for free and if, what kind of food it is? In Skam we see characters eating e.g. bulle and waffles and drinking chokomjelk, is that a snack that’s eaten in addition to school lunch or do teens buy some snacks if they don’t like the lunch option?

It’s been years and years since I was in lukio (Finnish version of your VGS) so things have probably changed a lot, but I’m just curious if the school lunch differs a lot between Finland and Norway.

Tusen takk, ha det ❤️

Hi! Some schools offer free hot lunch, but far from all. It's a very new thing in Norway, a packed lunch is the norm here, but there's experimenting going on to see if offering free food will improve attendance and learning. That project offers healthy one pot dishes like chili sin carne.

I'm pretty sure the majority of upper secondary schools have cafeterias that sell things like yoghurt, open sandwiches, salads, fruit, juices, tea/coffee and chocolate milk. Some sell hot food too, others have some frozen stuff like pizza buns you can heat for yourself in the cafeteria's microwave oven. They also sell buns and waffles and such, which some students may prefer instead of proper food (tsk tsk) but that's considered snacks. You don't have to buy anything to eat in the cafeterias, you can eat your packed lunch there if you bring one. When I was in school we'd often buy rolls and cheese in a grocery store nearby, I suppose that counts as a packed lunch.

In some schools fruit is free. Others offer free cereals and yoghurt at breakfast time. So it varies what's on offer, and it doesn't look like the government will make all schools offer the same free food anytime soon.

Hope this is helpful ❤️

#replies

[wheremydreamsliethereyoullfindme]

A little snippet of the ff I'm working on for the Inu-Spiration 4, coming January 1st ;) I've been paired with the wonderful @nartistadigital and i can't wait for you to see her gorgeous art!! Starting the new year with the @inu-spiration is gonna be amazing!!

"I don't even know your name." She cut him off contemptuously, brushing a lock of hair from her forehead with a peevish gesture. She noticed annoyance peek into his expressionless face, one eyebrow shot up and she felt like he was struggling to contain himself. “For all I know you could be anyone, an imposter or a pervert.” Her good girl brain, raised on rice and good manners, was weeping at the utter lack of manners she was displaying.

The man barely refrained from rolling his eyes as he said to her, "I thought you knew or at least you’ve  guessed."

She pretended to rummage through the small purse matching her outfit. “Unfortunately I must have left my paragnostic powers in the other Vuitton.” The acidity that leaked from her voice could have rivaled with an expired yoghurt forgotten at the bottom of the fridge for months.

“Good manners too as far as I can see.” He glanced quickly at his watch, twisting his wrist so fast she was afraid he might unscrew his hand from his arm. That was a clear sign of how much that appointment bored him and he couldn't wait to leave.

Just a little more and she would have accomplished her mission.

"Listen to me carefully, I won't stand here and let you treat me badly, Mr..." she hit the table, attracting the attention of the other customers in the room. Great, nobody liked a scene.

He reached into his jacket, nonplussed, and pulled out a business card which he slid towards her with two fingers. She nearly snatched it from his hand and read eagerly, turning it first on one side and then the other.

Marketing manager

Inuyasha Taisho

Taisho Industries

And a chilling realization crept into her thoughts. Taisho as the company she worked for. Taisho as Toga Taisho, unapproachable supreme leader. Taisho as Inuyasha Taisho, the new section leader who hadn't deigned to show up at the marketing offices and had stolen her precious sleep.

#inu spiration #inuyasha fanfiction #artist writer collaboration #inuyasha #inukag

[lacuna-lunax]

12/05/23

Ffs life is just aghhhh.

Today (1500):

Coffee

Grenade Cark Killa Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough

Monster Energy Ultra

Gobi Dhansak Curry (VE)

Pro Fit Chocolate Fudge Brownie Protein Bar

M&M’s Crispy

Tomorrow (1500):

Grenade Carb Killa White Chocolate Cookie

Monster Energy Ultra

7UP Zero Sparkling Lemon & Lime Drink

Fridge Raiders Meat-Free Smoky BBQ Tasty Bites

Blueberry Yoghurt

Mallow & Marsh Vanilla Marshmallow Bar

FULFIL Chocolate Peanut & Caramel Vitamin & Protein Bar

Cadbury Dairy Milk Giant Chocolate Buttons

Sunday (1500):

Coffee

Grenade Carb Killa Peanut Butter & Jelly

Monster Energy Ultra Paradise

7UP Zero Sparkling Lemon & Lime Drink

Fridge Raiders Meat-Free Smoky BBQ Tasty Bites

So Sticky Toffee Yoghurt

Galaxy Smooth Milk Chocolate Snack Bar

MaxiNutrition Premium Cinnamon Crunch Protein Bar

M&M’s Brownie

[riverstardis]

you make me sick:

oh is this big mac’s last ep?

iain’s STILL leading rita on🙄

someone’s stolen dylan’s yoghurt

jez saying they should castrate the fridge thief because it’s natural justice??

big mac putting a hidden camera in the staff room to convince noel it wasn’t him that stole the pills😭😭

okay i get they’re all mad at elle but do they also realise that charlie could’ve told them who it really was and got himself off the hook but he said he couldn’t because he made a promise??

ffs iain

ethan doing press-ups in the staff room and then he jumps up when robyn comes in shajaksjjd why would he do it in a public place if he was gonna be embarrassed for someone to see him😭😭

noel still convinced it was mac that stole the pills

why is rita blaming big mac for taking the mother to see her sons body but he’s not actually dead because they gave each others names but big mac didn’t know that and he was only doing what dylan—who also didn’t know that—told him to anyway so how is it his fault?????

this patients nonce step dad is claiming that she plays victim for advantage to try and make out that she’s lying when she accuses him and rita is learning the WRONG lesson from this wtf

they’re all watching the recording back and lily did yoga in the staff room SJDJFJF

and the video caught jez stealing from the fridge sjdkkfg rita’s like “have you got a knife? then how am i gonna castrate you?” i mean that is what he suggested lmao

urghh rita lying to iain saying it was mark that slashes her tyres when the police told her it wasn’t

to be fair though if he wasn’t being such an arsehole and flipping between acting uninterested in her but then jumping at the chance to be seen as a knight in shining armour she wouldn’t feel she had to do that would she?

aww big mac apologising to charlie at an NA meeting

#classic casualty #you make me sick #bye bye big mac

[20-02-2002]

so i fuckinh ate like five slices of pizza i shouldnt of ate before i went to my friends house ffs i also had chips and salsa and like two mini bueno things. i had greek yoghurt and granola with banana before i left and some corn but i should of just waited bc ik id eat. i hate this its getting to the point where i dread going out bc i know ill eat like shit. yesterday when i went out i had two plates of paneer and vegetable curry with rice and fuckinh baskin robbins im gna kms fr. i also have gained weight bc im not working out at all bc im too depressed. but yk what. fuck it we ball look at this cat with human lips

[ohlookasneklady]

I'm a sucker for rarepairs so drop them down owo

HO BOY are you in for a treat! Like 90% of my ships are rarepairs lmao, here you go:

ColaJello/Pop Rocks- Cola x Jello, indie rock singer meets pop idol and decides to collab

Prenele- Pretzel x Canele, two holy (wo)men and a somewhat forbidden love

YoBeer- Yoghurt x Beer, aka the best grandparents in the world

Sanshi- Sanma x Sushi, teacher admires an older sister who’s taken the role of a mother to her little brother for her dedication

FoieDuck- Foie Gras x Peking Duck, bird parents and a complementing color scheme(blue and orange with tints of silver and wood, fire and ice dynamic)

TeaVodk- Black Tea x Vodka, two tops who are incredibly skilled and pretty

CassaGinger- Cassata x Gingerbread, traumatized protectors find friendship through pain

Oh, and let’s not forget:

GingerWine- Gingerbread x Red Wine, comfort ship, personal fandom catalyst, more rare than it should be really, also these two already have a really strong bond and they have great fashion tastes while roasting you for being a barbaric plebeian and they have similar traumas and *gets shot*

Anyway I like thinking a lot of these as romantic but my AroAce ass also sees them as strong platonic bonds 🥰 I have edits of a couple of these ships too

#food fantasy #ff #ships #ff cola #ff jello #ff colajello #ff pretzel #ff canele #ff prenele #ff yoghurt #ff yogurt #ff beer #ff yobeer #ff Sanma #ff sushi #ff sanshi #ff peking duck #ff foie gras #ff foieduck #ff black tea #ff vodka #ff teavodk #ff cassata #ff casatta #ff gingerbread #ff red wine #ff GingerWine

[butlerbrownie]

if you could, could you fuse milk, steak, and yogurt?

"Mas-ter A-tten-dant!! Ahem! Why are you in such a daze today? Did you get any sleep yesterday?..."

Beef Stroganoff cares deeply for the well being of others..in a way that irritates them sometimes. They nag and advise alot, but it's usually because they want the best for you. Quite a selfless food soul too. Puts others before themselves, especially in battle.

//EDIT: I JUST NOTICED A TYPO IN THE IMAGE I AM SO SORRY

DO NOT USE MY DESIGN WITHOUT MY PERMISSION

#food fantasy #ff steak #ff yoghurt #ff milk #ffoc beef stroganoff #my art

[opaltea]

i saw a picture of mishti doi and broke down hysterically

#just the usual #crying over yoghurt ffs #nostalgia

[blacktinnedpeaches]

ben was just like cham you know how ive been really good today? and proposed to you? 

can i have one of your yoghurts?

#ffs... i did say yes #to the propoal and the yoghurt

[nophek]

Late night conversations with the roommate @makotuesday ended up with me drawing Hojo as an angry little shrew eating a yoghurt raisin.

I like yoghurt raisins, which he (roomie) dubs as "rat food" and after our dialogue of myself trying to figure out what type of small critter could safely eat one, I settled on a shrew.

This is Hojo, so she probably would eat it anyways even if it hurt her. Anything for science! (roomie's HC is that Hojo is trans, which I support 100%).

Did you wake up today and think you would see Hojo as a tiny shrew, with tiny shrew clothes and accessories? Probably not. But you get one. This is my contribution to society.

#hojo #ff #final fantasy #shrew #clothing details are important #even for a shrew #I will continue to eat yoghurt raisins #you can't stop me!! #fanart tag #in a way #nyat nyat!

[earthbender]

I’m drunk & ready to start this new year and make Carrie Fisher proud ily

#im going go bed lmao fuck this #its wuarter past 11 ffs and im drunks #my eyes guet #gurt #hurt #yoghurt #god i reslly cant est yoghurt rn #godnoght

[ickyantagonist]

✨

#me: wants to eat a nice greasy fry. #also me: has to eat oats & yoghurt. #listen guys. #you better be ready for me to complain about this shit 24 / 7. #i just want to eat bad food ffs. #i’ll be on soon !

[simpsiren]

about the roommate

park seonghwa x reader

main masterlist

description. you talk about your weird relationship with the roommate you’ve been with for so long yet still dont know much about

genre. roommates au, fluff, seonghwa hinting at reader that they like them

warnings. nonee

a/n. hihii so i wanted to try writing for ateez since ive been doing a lot of nct ff already. its my first time so i doubt that it’ll be accurate but i got the idea from this post by @darling-akaashi so i hope it will be decent. i never thought that it would be this long but oh well HAHA enjoyy :D

how did you even become roommates with someone like him? you dont even know. all you knew was that you were finding someone to share the apartment rent with and it just so happens that your friend at college, wooyoung, has a friend who was looking for an apartment.

and now here you are. a year and a half of sharing an apartment with seonghwa yet the two of you are in your separate rooms. the only interaction you ever made today was at breakfast where seonghwa cooked for you scrambled eggs and toasted bread.

there’s wasn’t much you knew about him at first. but as you slowly but surely try to accomplish your mission of getting to know seonghwa (since you didn’t like being awkward with people all the time), you start to learn a thing or two about him.

you were glad that after a year and a half of staying with him, you got to know more about him, despite the fact that the interaction between the two of you still needed some work.

[ONE] : he’s a clean freak.

you were feeling tired from a long day of school and all you thought of doing while walking home was to sit on the couch and resume your anime marathon.

you unlock your door to find seonghwa mopping the floor. you nod your head slowly as you close the door and take off your shoes before taking any step further.

“didnt you mop the floor yesterday?” you ask, placing your keys on the kitchen counter along with your bag on the chair of the dining table.

“yeah.” was all you heard from seonghwa as you pour yourself a glass of grape juice. “you dont have to mop again-“

“its a habit.” seonghwa replies simply. with your cup in hand, you make your way to the living room, where seonghwa is currently mopping. you take a seat on the couch and grab the controller to turn on the tv. “hey wanna watch attack on titans with me?” seonghwa was mopping the floor in between the couch you’re sitting on and the coffee table and stops in front of you, raising an eyebrow.

“i dont watch anime?” you furrow your eyebrows and frown. “come on its fun! stop your cleaning and at least watch one episode.” you grab seonghwa’s arm and pull him down to sit next to you, making him flinch a little and quickly placing the mop beside the couch.

“how am i suppose to watch when i dont know what happened before?” you roll your eyes.

“if you find this episode good then you can watch it from the start in your free time.”

seonghwa sighs and and stands up, walking away to keep the mop before taking a seat beside you again and getting comfortable. “this better be worth it. im suppose to clean the toilet right now.”

“that can wait.” you nudge your arm into his chest, making him let out another long sigh before watching the show silently.

[ONE.2]

it was a saturday morning as you went to sleep at 4am. hence, making you wake up at 11am in the morning. however, you have always been laying around in your bed for about an hour or so before getting out of your room. when the clock striked 12, you thought that it would be a good idea to get out of your room and have lunch. gathering up all your energy, you brought yourself out of bed and lazily walk out of your room.

as you walked down the hallway, the first thing you saw was seonghwa cleaning the counter top of the kitchen. you clicked your tongue and walked over to where seonghwa was.

“did you make lunch yet?”

seonghwa looks up at you and shakes his head. “its a saturday so im spring cleaning the house.” you rolled your eyes and shake your head.

“you do that every single day!” you whine. seonghwa raises his eyebrow. “i like to keep the house neat unlike you.” you let out a soft ‘tsk’.

you have to admit, you were not a clean person at all. the only reason why the apartment is clean is because of seonghwa’s habit of being well organised and meticulous. basically everything in the apartment but your room is squeaky clean. although you see seonghwa staring at your room and looked like he’s holding back the strong urge to clean it for you, he doesn’t really do anything about the fact that you are the complete opposite of him. you dont know why but you only shrug it off.

“ill help you today, alright? then you can quickly cook something up for us. im hella hungry right now.”

seonghwa lifts his head up from the table and scoffs with a slight smile. you furrow your eyebrows and frown. “what’s that face for, huh?”

“this is the first time you offered to help. id say thank you but i know you’re only doing it because we both know im the only one that can cook.” seonghwa says confidently. you purse your lips and nodded your head.

“you’re right. but i’ll still help. so, what should i do?” seonghwa tosses the cloth that he was using to clean the kitchen counter. you took a step back as you quickly got a hold of it.

“wash it and wipe the bookshelf.” you let out a long sigh before flashing him a bright smile and headed over to the bookshelf. while you were wiping the sides of the bookshelf, you could have sworn that you saw seonghwa looking at you with a smile and a light blush of pink on his cheeks. you pretended not to notice though, and shrug it off.

[TWO] : he’s a great cook.

you still remember the first day you came to the apartment. the first thing you see your new roommate doing was cleaning. like intense cleaning. it was late at night and you didn’t bother to even greet the stranger since you felt awkward and wanted to rest for the night.

however, at about two in the morning, you were laying down in your room when you felt the need to have a night snack. you stepped out of your room and went to the kitchen. the whole apartment was dark except for the dimly lit lamp at the kitchen. you jumped a little when you hear seonghwa’s voice coming from the living room.

“y/n?” you turn around to see seonghwa chilling on the couch with his phone. the living room was completely dark and you could only see his face from the light illuminating from his phone.

“i was just getting a snack to eat.” you said as you opened the fridge to look for something to eat. unfortunately, there wasnt anything that looked like it would fill your midnight appetite. you hear seonghwa standing up from the couch at the back and walking towards you. you tilted your head to the back and see seonghwa standing behinf you. you tale a step back.

“i can cook something if you want.”

“no no its fine i just need a simple snack.” seonghwa kept quiet for a moment as you went back to the fridge to look for food again, as if something might magically pop up. but of course nothing did.

“well i didnt think of getting any snacks when i moved in. ill make something.” seonghwa walks over to the fridge and nudges your arm, making you move to the kitcen counter and leaning your hip against it as you watch seonghwa get to work.

you were looking through your phone, distracted when you heard the noise of two bowls being olaced on the table. you lift your head up and noticed that seonghwa made yoghurt with cherries and raspberries. it wasnt your idea of a midnight snack but at this point, anything could go in your stomach.

“thanks.” you whisper softly as you drag the bowl near to you. seonghwa only hums in response as the two of you take a bite at the same time. your mouth gapes open as your head slowly tilts up from your bowl to look at seonghwa. he was casually eating when his raises an eyebrow at your weird expression.

“how.. how does this taste so good? what did you do it? did you poison it?!” seonghwa blinks at you a few times and shakes his head slowly. your forehead creases as you look at him suspiciously. “i never really liked yoghurt but holy shit.” you quickly take another bite.

“i think you’re just hungry. it tastes fine to me.” seonghwa says in a monotoned lazy manner and grabs the bowl and taking a seat at the dining table. you purse your lips into a straight line and grab your bowl as well and walking down the hallway to your room. before you open your door to go in, you quickly turn your head to the dining table.

“thanks for the yoghurt! ill wash the bowl later.” seonghwa doesnt react, keeping his eyes on his phone. you gave a weird look before heading inside. you sigh.

he’s going to be hard to talk to.

[TWO.2]

“its your birthday, right?” your jumped in your seat when seonghwa suddenly appeared beside you on the couch. “uhuh.. how’d you know?” you say softly, nodding your head.

“wooyoung told me. lll make you a cake or something. anything you want to eat?” you blink at him a few times, your mouth still gaping open as you were shocked about a few things. 1. he talking to you in a more open matter and 2. he actually want to make you something for your birthday.

“make me mac and cheese, please! i love the way you cook it!” you smiled brightly. seonghwa smiled back and coughed, only to return to his monotoned face. you laugh softly. you found it cute somehow.

“i wouldn’t have allowed it since its unhealthy but since its your birthday-”

“thank you!” you leaned in to hug seonghwa. the didnt hug you back, so you quickly pulled away. you noticed him blushing again, this time it was more obvious. you shook it off, despite knowing you felt butterflies in your stomach. “ill go out to get groceries then.” seonghwa stands up from the couch and heads inside his room to get ready.

you smiled to yourself constantly as you waited for seonghwa to finish making the mac and cheese. you sigh in satisfaction as the smell of the delicious food fills the air in the apartment. you tapped your feet excitedly as you had your eyes glued onto seonghwa with the pan in his hands. your face lit up the moment the starts walking towards you. you clap your hands as he places it down on the dining table.

“fuck it smells and looks to good.” you moan out. seonghwa lets out a soft laugh, making you blush just from hearing him do that. “if i made this any other day, i would’ve asked you to pay for the groceries.” you roll your eyes.

“come on dont be rude to me.” you grab a fork and spoon, bringing your plate near the pan and cutting out a slice for yourself. “thanks for the mac and cheese.” seonghwa only nods his head and took a slice for himself before the two of you ate together slowly, indulging the savoury and amazing taste of one of seonghwa’s best dishes he has ever made dor you.

you appreciated times like thae with seonghwa. alrhough not much interaction was made during meal times, you really felt that he cared for you. making meals you like on special occasions, and he’s always asking you what you want to eat, despite the fact that he might not be comfortable with the idea, he doesn’t fail to whip up a great meal. you liked that about seonghwa.

[THREE] : he’s a great listener.

you basically the worse day that day. for some reason, everything just had to go wrong. the only thing you felt the whole day were anger and sadness, more so towards anger. it was late at night yet you were still fuming in anger, only wanting to let it all out the moment you stepped into the apartment.

you unlocked the door and dropped your bag beside you and slammed the door shut. of course the piercing sound of the door made seonghwa lift his head up in an instant. you notice him laying down on the couch with his phone and usual.

stomping over to the kitchen, you pour yourself a glass of cold water. you chugged the whole cup of water fast and forcefully place the cup on the counter. you clearly felt seonghwa’s eyes on you. you look up from your cup and notice him looking shocked, his mouth gaping open slightly.

“what?” you said, running your hand through your hair in frustration.

“you okay...?” you hear seonghwa ask. “does it look like im okay? today felt as if i entered a shit hole.” you huff. you made your way over to the couch, leaving your empty cup on the counter.

“move your ass.” you hiss at seonghwa. he raises an eyebrow and gets up from his laying position, proceeding to sit up and let you take a seat beside him.

you sit down and let your body sink into the couch, laying your head back as you sigh to calm yourself down. “what happened?” seonghwa whispers, putting away his phone and turning his attention to you.

you purse your lips into a thin line and slowly looked up at him. his eyes were filled with concern and his voice was gentle too. he hasn’t been this concerned about you before.

“apparently i got my best friend to dress up all cute and fancy so that she can have a date with my boyfriend behind my back.” you scoff in disbelief, shaking your head. you see seonghwa licking his lips nervously as he nodded his head.

“a shit show if you ask me. i saw him waiting for her in front of the shop i was working at.” you grab the pillow behind you and hug it close to your chest with you digging your face into it. “just how cruel can people get?” your voice was muffled but you knew seonghwa heard you loud and clear. you felt his hand resting on your back, patting it gently.

“its fine. rant all you want.” you took a deep breath and slammed the pillow onto your lap. you felt that it made seonghwa jump a little but he never fails to keep his composure in check. you could never be like him.

the night, all you did was talk, cried and screamed your heart out. and seonghwa was there to just listen to you. he didn’t react much, but he did nod a few times hear and there to let you know that he understood what you were saying. he wasnt so affectionate that he would hug you when you cried, but it felt good to just have him sit there with you while you let out all your anger and frustration. you figured that having him as your listener was his way of showing comfort for you.

[THREE.2]

it was 4am. you and seonghwa have been drinking since 2am. why? you had a bad day and you felt rhe need to destress with some alcohol. seonghwa wouldn’t have allowed you to get drunk but he was apparently having a bad day too and felt like he wanted to get a little drunk to forget everything that day.

“dont you know how fucking stupid that is? it only happens to me. why?!” you groan as you take down another shot. seonghwa fills up your cup again.

“just forget them. they’re being idiots.” seonghwa whispers. you gap your mouth open and roll your eyes. “how can i forgot something like that?!” you shout angrily, slamming your hand on the table. seonghwa laughs in a lazy manner.

“you’re cute when you’re mad.”

“excuse me?” you tilt your head to the side, wondering if you heard seonghwa’s words clearly.

“nothing.” you shrug it off and shake your head.

“by the way..” you started off. seonghwa lifts his head up from the table and lets out a ‘hm?’

“why arent you telling me why you’re drinking? you don’t normally do this. you dont even let me drink unless its a special occasion. i rarely see you drunk.”

seonghwa raises both his eyebrows and sigh. “i had a bad day. but yours sounds worse so ill let you do all the ranting.” seonghwa starts playing with his shot glass, circling his index finger around its rim.

you clicked your tongue. “but its always been about me. you cook me my favourite meals, you do all the cleaning and you’re always here for me when im pissed. i feel bad about it..” you quickly glance at seonghwa. its the blushing again. you started to accept the fact that you had an effect on him, instead of avoiding the fact that he might have feelings for you.

“i guess im always doing those things because...” he leans forward over the table, getting close to your face. you start to grow nervous and your heart started beating quickly. you held a fist to your chest, breathing slowly to calm you down, but it failed. its the first time you’ve seem seonghwa like this. he looked... hot?

“do you know the answer?” seonghwa asks, tilting his head to the side as you watch his eyes glaze over you whole face as if he’s admiring every inch of it.

“no?” your breathing stopped for a moment when seonghwa gets even closer. this time, your noses were touching. seonghwa chuckles lowly. why did that sound so good all of a sudden?

“i know that you know. i wonder why you’re shying away.” seonghwa’s lips immediately connected with yours. you blinked your eyes rapidly as you tried to process the situation. you couldn’t hold back. his lips felt great against yours. its like all the worries that have been piling up in you have been washed away from a simple kiss.

who knew you’d get this close to your mysterious roommate? its a drastic start to a good relationship nonetheless.

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[life-with-my-three]

Harriet was sick and in hospital a fortnight ago. She’s officially claimed a diagnosis of severe asthma. We’ve known for a while, but you can’t be diagnosed at such a young age. She’s still in the grey area of diagnostic age, but everyone is agreeing and using it as one of her diagnoses now.

It’s sort of frustrating as we had seen her respiratory specialist (that’s a 2 hour drive away) on the Monday, and she was fine, but by the Tuesday was sick. We haven’t had the best experience with presenting at our local hospital in the past, so we’re anxious about going there. We were managing at home okay on the Tuesday, but by the Wednesday we knew she needed to be seen.

Of course it was covid times though. Luckily the triage nurse in emergency put us straight through to a cubicle as she agreed she was really struggling. We got ever more Ventolin into her, and a first dose of prednisone. The steroids helped a lot. We were admitted, but because she presented with respiratory symptoms, we needed to be fully isolated until PCR results came back. Which is fair.

Because Hatt improved so much with the pred I was feeling okay to take her home that night. She fell asleep though and her O2 sats dropped to the mid 80s so she needed to be put on oxygen. We had to bump it up a few times overnight.

When she woke up her sats went back up to the mid 90s. We were told we could go home as her sats were up. In true Hatt style though she started coughing and gagging, and then vomiting profusely, which is quite an effort when you have nothing in your stomach to vomit. Her sats with this we’re dropping down to the mid-low 80s. I couldn’t leave the room as we still had a pending PCR, and I rang the nurse call bell. This was after lunch and we had, had someone come check on her once! They looked through then isolation room window and then just walked off. Here I am covered in vomit with her constantly vomiting more. I cracked it through on a mask and marched out, and asked if I could actually get something for her to vomit in as nice as it was to have it done on our clothes with not change of clothes.

The nurse comes in. We clean her up as much as we can and then Hatt started the vomit cycle again with her sats showing lower 80s. I point this out and I just get “oh those readings aren’t always accurate”. I point out it’s pretty much a perfect trace, and all I get is “that doesn’t mean it’s accurate”. Like FFS! My background is nursing, and I’ve spent hours, and hours watching sats drop in Hatt and her almost die. I know how to read a machine. Said nurse then just takes the sat probe off declaring it’s not reading, and her sats are fine. I couldn’t go over her head as she was in charge.

The vomiting continued for hours. I finally decided we would go home. They wouldn’t even look at her sats. They started trying to convince me to stay. But if I was essentially 100% in charge of her care, no one would do more than call the room phone to check on her, because they didn’t want to gown up, and when something was wrong it would just be ignored, I may as well be at home doing what I knew worked, and not stuck in a tiny room.

We went home, gave another two days of steroids, and I dropped her feed rate right down and only ran water/hydralyte to keep her hydrated. She had an asthmatic cough for 10 days, but the vomiting stopped and her breathing improved dramatically.

Luckily her actual team made a statement of them trusting my decision as I’m “all over knowing how to manage her conditions”.

That went sideways, as I wrote this to actually laugh at the fact that the three days of steroids made Harriet “ravenous”. We’ve struggled to get any oral intake for over a month now. We kept saying how hungry the steroids made her. It was only one evening we sat down and realised that we were so excited over one whole strawberry, half a yoghurt and half a banana in 24 hours.

She stopped eating again once we stopped the steroids.

The last few days though she’s finally started eating again.

Yesterday she had 1/8 of a crumpet, 2 strawberries, half a banana, half a yogurt, 4 hot chips, and two spoons of rice.

She’s already had 1/4 of a crumpet, and two spoons of yoghurt today and it’s 9:30.

It’s funny how excited we get with this much intake, which to most people is nothing at all.

We were approved to start a gastric feed trial (she’s currently jejunal fed/into her intestines) the same fortnight she got sick, and because we couldn’t risk simultaneously causing aspiration at the same time as already having a severe asthma episode, we’ve had to put it off. Hopefully we can start a gastric trial in the next couple of weeks! Moving forward is so big!!