The pickup truck rumbled down the winding country road, its bed bouncing gently as it carried its passengers deeper into the wilderness. Inside, Anastasia and Arseny sat in the back, making small talk with the driver as they took in the unfamiliar scenery.
Anya playfully insulted Arseny, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “You’re such a city slicker, Arseny. I bet you don’t even know how to have fun without your fancy gadgets and skyscrapers.”
Arseny rolled his eyes, a small smile playing on his lips. “And you’re such a princess, Anya. I bet you can’t survive a day without your precious smartphone and your designer clothes.”
The driver chuckled, his deep voice rumbling through the cab of the truck. “You two better learn to get along. You won’t have any technology for the next year, so you’ll have to find other ways to entertain yourselves.”
Anya and Arseny exchanged nervous glances, the reality of their situation sinking in. They were leaving behind their old lives, their friends and family, and their comforts for a whole year. It was a daunting thought, but they were determined to make the most of it.
The driver turned on the radio, filling the cab with the sound of classic rock. Anya and Arseny started to relax, their earlier nerves fading away as they sang along to the music.
They played a game of “I Spy” to pass the time, Anya teasing Arseny for not being able to spot anything. He grew frustrated, trying to change the subject. “So, tell me more about this house we’ll be staying in. What’s it like?”
The driver told them that it was an old house, beautiful but a bit run-down. They would have to fix it up themselves. Anya’s eyes lit up at the prospect of decorating the house and making it their own. Arseny started to feel more optimistic about the situation.
They continued to play games and make jokes until they arrived at the house. The driver helped them unload their bags, and Anya and Arseny thanked him before he drove away.
They looked around the property, taking in the fresh air and the quietness of the countryside. A sense of adventure and excitement for the next year washed over them.
End of Chapter One.
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