The neon glow of Bucharest was finally swallowed by the dark, heavy silence of the outskirts. We weren’t running toward anything; we were just running away from the yelling, the expectations, and the walls that felt like they were closing in.
I didn't argue. I dropped my bag and lay down, using my forearm to cushion my head against the freezing stone. It was unforgiving. Every time I tried to close my eyes, the cold seeped through my jacket and settled deep in my bones. The neon glow of Bucharest was finally swallowed
“Well,” JUNO said, tapping the cold surface with his boot. “Here is our five-star resort.” I dropped my bag and lay down, using
By 3:00 AM, the adrenaline died. My legs felt like lead, and the cold was no longer a vibe—it was a problem. We found a clearing just off the dirt path, dominated by a massive, flat slab of grey rock. It looked like it had been sitting there since the beginning of time. “Well,” JUNO said, tapping the cold surface with
I looked up at the stars. They were brighter out here without the city lights trying to compete. “You regret it?” JUNO asked, his voice low.
“You good?” JUNO’s voice cut through the dark. He wasn’t looking at me. He was staring at the empty stretch of road ahead, his jacket pulled tight against the biting autumn wind.