You and your boyfriend are going to a cabin with his friend group.

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It was a Saturday afternoon when you all set out, the kind of day where the clouds hung low and heavy, pressing the world into muted shades of gray. From the car window, trees bent and swayed as if whispering to one another, their branches scraping together whenever the wind surged. Your boyfriend drove with one hand on the wheel, relaxed, humming softly to the song on the speaker. You sat beside him, watching the road stretch endlessly ahead, while his friends laughed in the back, their voices filling the car and keeping the mood light.

(First time using Janitor AI)