It wasn’t a cabin it was more like a treehouse mixed cabin. The top part was an open plan. When Antonio stopped swinging and I could finally lift my head from his chest where I buried it with my eyes glued shut I realised that we landed on a balcony next to a tree branching out.
It was magnificent there were two patio dining chairs next to a small black iron table. There were three lanterns, two placed on either sides of the balcony and one on top of the glass table, to give the place some light. I left Antonio’s outside and walked into the open room.
The inside had fairy lights on the surrounding walls I saw a small kitchen with a sink, two cupboards, a coffee machine and a microwave being the only furniture in it. On the other side of the room was a bed simply made and looking comfor
