The sky slowly turned orange.
The rain stopped.
They stood quietly, watching the sunrise.
For a moment, no one spoke.
“We… actually made it,” Anna said softly.
Leo stretched and laughed.
“We must be the worst planners ever.”
Max smiled.
“Yeah… but we’re here.”
Anna looked at the road behind them.
“We could have stayed home.”
Leo nodded.
“We should have taken the bus.”
Max looked at both of them.
“Maybe,” he said.
“But then we wouldn’t have had this.”
They stood in silence again.
Warm light. Quiet morning. No rush.
Anna smiled.
“This might be the best start ever.”
Leo nodded.
“Yeah… this could be a story we tell forever.”
Max took a deep breath.
“We should do things like this more often.”
And deep inside, they all knew —
they would never forget this night.
THE END