hey, @ohdais , are you lactose intolerant?
||   The lounge rooms in Crown were a luxury all their own within the lush building. And when Milk couldnât spare time to go from the studio to home, she liked to relax there. Which is where she was on this particular evening, lying down on a couch and eating dim sum and destressing. With all the time Venus had been spending in the studio (along with trying to work around the other groups preparing for debuts and comebacks around the same time) she was exhausted and stretched thin. But, this had been a feeling the woman had missed so much during Venusâ âin limboâ stage, as she called it. Nibbling on her food and singing along quietly to Crazy by TKO that was playing over the speakers, she almost didnât recognize that someone else had entered the room.Â
âI dunno, I dunno, I dunno, but Iâm ho--â The sound of footsteps caused her to open one eye as she looked to see who the culprit was. Recognizing the face as one sheâd seen around Crown often, she offered a slight smile of politeness. Milk wasnât always the best people person, but she tried to be cordial at least. âYou taking a breather, too? Working on anything lately?â Daisy, right. That was the womanâs name. Sheâd remind herself to use it next time.


















