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ACORN'S POV
Dear Diary,
Exams are done. Ivan's out of the hospital. Valentine's weekend. Naturally, the squad decided the best way to celebrate was to cram eight unhinged people and one cat into a van and pray the vehicle wouldn't explode.
Departure Chaos
Packing was war.
Luka tried to bring three guitars. Hyuna threatened to leave him on the curb.
Mizi stuffed an entire heart-shaped pillow into her bag for Sua. Subtlety: dead.
Till turned up in black jeans and a hoodie, looking like he was headed to his own funeral. Ivan? Matching hoodie. Everyone noticed. Till wanted the ground to swallow him. Ivan just smiled like, "Yes, we are that couple."
Me? I brought snacks. Hyunwoo confiscated half and replaced them with bottled water. Rude.
The Drive
Crowded Van = Limited Seats.
Which is how I ended up on Hyunwoo's lap. "Practical." He said. "We fit better this way."
Translation: He just wanted an excuse to wrap his arms around me. Which he did. For three hours. Annoying. (I didn't move.)
Ivan and Till sat by the window, whispering like they were in a bad romcom. Ivan leaned in too close, whispered something, and Till turned red all the way to his ears. Then Ivan kissed his cheek. Till made this tiny noise like a dying kettle. I pretended to gag. Secretly? It was cute. Disgusting, but cute.
Meanwhile, Mizi kept poking Sua with heart-shaped sticky notes that said "Marry me." Sua didn't even look up from her book, just murmured, "Later." Mizi almost fainted.
Luka fell asleep with his head on Hyuna's shoulder. She rolled her eyes, but adjusted her jacket so he would not get cold. Which is basically her version of a love ballad.
Snack Stop
We stopped for gas and junk food. I grabbed chips. Hyunwoo paid before I could argue, then leaned down to murmur, "Don't pout. It is cute, but distracting."
I dropped my chips. Sue me.
Till bought Ivan strawberry milk. Ivan nearly swooned. I hate them.
The Lake
We reached the lake by sundown. Romantic vibes everywhere.
Ivan carried Till's bag even though he was not supposed to lift heavy things yet. Till yelled at him. Ivan smiled, kissed him quiet. Till forgot how to function for the next five minutes.
Mizi literally threw rose petals at Sua while screaming, "MY QUEEN!"
Sua laughed. Laughed.
End of world confirmed.
Luka dragged Hyuna to the pier. They argued about constellations for twenty minutes, then sat in silence like an old married couple.
Me? I was freezing.
Hyunwoo wordlessly draped his jacket over my shoulders, kissed my temple, and muttered, "Don't catch a cold."
I hate how smooth he is.
I also hate how much I liked it.
The Van Camp Setup
Instead of heading home, we parked by the lake for the night. Blankets everywhere, fairy lights strung along the van ceiling (courtesy of Mizi, obviously), Ibani already claimed the coziest spot.
Ivan and Till curled up by the window, whispering like it was the last scene of a romance movie. Mizi tried to convince Sua to share a sleeping bag. Luka hogged snacks until Hyuna kicked him.
Hyunwoo tugged me down beside him, arm a little too casually around my shoulders.
Warm. Annoying. Comfortable.
Note to self:
Weekend van-camping with this circus squad. What could possibly go wrong? Lots. Lots of things.