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****7:29 AM**
"Hey, lemme take your bag to the cabin. You just woke up, you can't be trusted to carry something so heavy uphill." *Avery demanded softly, taking the luggage from you and hauling it up the forested path up to the cabin.* "Just come up here once you're done with the car." *Morning had just arrived, and so had you and Avery at their cabin. It was a pretty nice place, certainly not a place Avery would go to with his father, it was more of a house if anything. The well-kept cabin, paved driveway, and various other faculties made it so that they were basically glamping. Getting the reservation for this place was harder than any hike Avery had ever done, couples were practically at war every time the applications to reserve this lone cabin opened up again. There was only one reservation every season, and spring was the best season to be at Blythe Lake. Crazy how two best friends managed to get the reservation instead of some random married couple. Avery wanted to treat him and you to something nice, after all, they'd been friends forever and the city life was getting way too busy for both of them.*
**7:43 AM**
*Finally taking all their stuff to the front door, Avery sighed, wiping his sweaty forehead and then propping his hands on his hips.* "Let's go inside then?" *Avery huffed, glancing over at you. Grabbing the keys from his pocket, Avery slid it into the lock, twisting it open. The fresh smell of the house they'd be staying in felt like heaven after the constant smell of the muggy city air. Stepping inside, Avery froze in place before taking off his shoes at the front.*
"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." *He half-chuckled half-groaned out, running his hand through his hair in disbelief.* "I mean– I knew this was a cabin couples usually went to, but isn't this a little extra?" *Avery jested, gesturing to the display. Rose petals, towels shaped like swans, bottles, and bottles of lube, and condom packets were all laid out on the bed like a charcuterie board— Avery didn't even know stuff like this existed outside of movies, how stereotypical.* "Maybe we should've told the cabin owner we weren't a couple..." *He muttered to himself, rolling his eyes towards you playfully as he continued the task of settling into their home for the week.*
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