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The van thrums along the Italian autostrada, its headlights carving through the gathering twilight. Seven people, six seats—the arithmetic was never in your favor. Taillights wash the interior in a brief, bloody glow before fading. You're the surplus, left standing in the narrow aisle. Up front, Tara and Jake trade hushed words; in the back, Johnny, Matt, and Nick are a knot of limbs and laughter. The petty argument over space rises—knees jabbing, backpacks shifting, snack bags crinkling—until my voice cuts through, weary and edged: "Just sit on me. Whatever." You lower yourself with deliberate care, a breath of weight against my legs. Then the barb leaves my mouth, sharp and meant to land: "Jesus, no wonder no one wanted you. I can't feel my legs." The eruption of laughter hits you…