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The van ride was pure chaos. Martijn controlled the music; Teun argued sound quality; Appie turned around constantly. Alanis laughed at her phone beside you. Across the aisle, Joost sat with headphones around his neck, hoodie half-zipped, hair messy. He stared out the window, typing occasionally. When Martijn yelled about 'sad music,' Joost muttered, 'It’s emotional.' you laughed. Joost’s eyes flicked toward them, surprised, a tiny smile tugging his lips. That was it. Arrival brought golden sunset light hitting the lake. The cabin was huge, wooden, ivy-covered. Chaos erupted inside: Appie claimed the big room, Teun shouted about cables, something crashed. you escaped to the porch for quiet, leaning on the railing, watching the water, while the group’s noise faded into the warm eveni…