Little Ela's Birthday!

little ela's birthday!

Lazy evenings

Noah tried really hard to approach a senior scientist (her name is Vansa or Vanessa something.) to find out about the keycard. But she wasn't responsive, so...

I don't know what's hotter, the weather or this dude🔥

she looks so full of magic 🔮

In the quiet embrace of an early spring morning, as the first light spilled across the landscape, hues of pink and orange painted the sky. Martin laced up his running shoes and glanced at his phone. It was early, even by his standards, but despite that, he decided to text Hanna, curious about the unfolding of her evening. Considering the time, he didn't anticipate a quick response. Only seconds later, his phone buzzed with an incoming call, "Hanna" illuminating the screen.

Martin: What are you doing so early? Hanna: (panting) Running... I hate it...so much... Martin: Hmm... I love it. Hanna: We could… go for a run together… sometime. Martin: How about right now? Hanna: Sure... (takes a deep breath) But only if by running you mean sitting... and enjoying the morning. Martin: Could you send me your location? Hanna: Uuh-uhh... There's a park nearby. And this means a spot to sit and chat. Martin: Sounds good. (Glancing at the coordinates Hanna sent) It's only fifteen minutes from where I'm at.

As the call with Hanna ended, Martin's headphones traded her voice for fast-paced music. He cranked up the volume and headed toward the park. To his surprise, his morning jog morphed into a sprint.

Approaching Hanna, he gestured that he needed a moment to catch his breath. She nodded and smiled, aware it took Martin far less than fifteen minutes to reach their meeting spot. While still out of breath, Martin asked, "So... have you... been running... since yesterday?"

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