A Ticket to Nowhere

Summary

A week before we were supposed to get our marriage license, my fiancé asked me to book eight train tickets to the coast.

He said it would be his last trip as a bachelor, and he wanted all our closest friends and family to come along.

I spent three days constantly refreshing the app, and finally managed to snag eight seats together.

But right after I paid, a notification popped up. It was a poll from a group chat called "No Maya Allowed."

The question was: Should Maya come on the trip?

Seven votes against. One abstention.

Zero votes in favor.