"This was a terrible idea," Kate whines, her breath puffing in the cool mountain air.

"A fucking terrible idea," Noya agrees, hefting her backpack higher with a grunt. "How is this better than clubbing? Or shaking my tits on a beach somewhere?"

I push past a low-hanging branch. "Because stuffing yourselves with random dicks isn't moving on. It's just filling a hole with more problems."

"And climbing a mountain with a fifty-pound bag is the right way?" Kate snaps, stumbling over a root.

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