We settle into the upper bunk. Our legs brush together in the tight space, and my cheeks turn a deep shade of pink. We lay there for a moment, the silence awkward but not uncomfortable. As the others drift off to sleep, the muffled sounds of their breathing creating a soothing lullaby. I know this is my chance, the universe's way of saying 'now or never'. So... I say, breaking the quiet, my voice is soft, barely above a whisper in the darkness. Why did you decide to come on this trip?
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