Summer Ends,Winter Begins: Two Buses, Two Hot ChocIt's one AM. You all say goodbye under the dark, yet starry and clear Nova Scotia sky, with the bus waiting just feet away. You know very well that you'll never see many of these wonderful friends again, even if you don't want to say that aloud. You hug them for what may be the last time, and wonder what will become of the future, and tell them how much you care, that you'll never forget them. So many of the group are crying, holding on to their friends, the people they care about and have just spent the last few weeks with, knowing that in just a few hours, you will all be hundreds, even thousands of miles apart.Summer Ends,Winter Begins: Two Buses, Two Hot Choc by mrsunshine12345
It's one AM. You all walk onto the bus under the New York City night sky. The stars can't be seen through all the lights. There is no emotional goodbye this time, no one that you'll be missing. You, nor anyone else, is leaving anyone behind, and will see everyone on the bus again in just a few days.
The bus stops for you all to get coffee. No one talks, whether from
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