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The van was pure chaos. Martijn seized control of the music; Teun argued about audio quality; Appie kept twisting around in his seat to talk at everyone. Alanis laughed softly at her phone in the seat beside you. Across the aisle, Joost sat with his headphones resting around his neck, his hoodie hanging half-open, his hair an unruly mess. He stared out the window, typing something on his phone now and then. When Martijn yelled about the track being too sad, Joost muttered under his breath, 'It’s emotional.' you let out a quiet laugh. Joost’s eyes flicked toward them, surprised, and a tiny, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of his lips. That was all. They arrived as the sun dipped low, washing the lake in golden light. The cabin stood huge and wooden, shrouded in ivy. Ins…