One year ago an apple entered the fridge. It never left. It watched everything. Now it turns ONE YEAR OLD — and right after the cake, it goes into the bin. Forever. This is his party. Be there.
DRESS CODE: this is not a costume party — come as you are. Closet is all black? Perfect. It is also a funeral. But any apple-related logic leap in your outfit will make me very, very happy 🍎
※ No, we will NOT eat the year-old apple. I care about your health. He will be buried with dignity (trash bag, small speech).
p.s. it has also been exactly 1 year since I moved into this apartment. together with the apple, ofc.
☆*:.。. NĀC! .。.:*☆
"He sat in the fridge.
He judged our snacks.
He never rotted. We think."