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Rosé is a florist who owns a small flower shop just around the corner of the street where Junhoe lives. While Junhoe is that "strange guy" who always stop by at Rosé's flower shop every "poetry month" just to drop some piece of pap...
As what they have agreed about, they both woke up earlier than thier friends to watch the sunrise.
They're both sitting on the sand, both are prepared already to go home later. Junhoe put his both hands behind him and lean backwards with his arms supporting him, watching the sun slowly rising up above the sea while Rosé gets her phone and put it on the camera mode to take a picture of her feet with the beautiful view as it's background.
"What are you doing?" Junhoe asked.
"Taking picture of the view." She said still focused on taking good photo.
"With you feet?" Junhoe asked again with this weird look on her.
"Yeah? What's wrong with that? It's called, foot-ography." She laughed at her own joke but the latter just cringe at her.
"That's honestly lame."
Rosé stopped and looked at him, "I know." Then she chuckled.
"But it is supposed to be feet-ography since you're both taking your feet? It's plural?"
Rosé scratch her temple with her forefinger, "Oh god, now THAT is lame."
Junhoe just scoff a smile and move his feet closer to hers, "Take it together."
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