Four friends, one spring, zero coordination. The pink one is losing a fight with her own towel. The purple-haired one has claimed the rocks and the moral high ground simultaneously. The blonde is so delighted to simply exist in warm water that she's radiating enough joy to heat the whole inn by herself, and the small red one at the end looks like she's about to propose a toast with the tea tray. This is every friend group's annual trip, compressed into one frame. Somebody forgot soap. Somebody brought snacks into the water, which is against at least three rules and morally correct. The steam is doing its best to give everyone privacy and failing generously. Nobody's phone works, which is the entire point of coming somewhere the rocks are older than your country. I've been the laughing one. I've been the one holding the towel like a hat I don't understand. I've definitely been the one scheming over dessert. What I've never been is sorry we went. The water's hot, the snow's coming down soft, and the group chat will be inactive for a whole weekend. Miracle conditions. Soak accordingly.
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