The room erupted with laughter so loud it bounced off the walls and spilled into the hallway. Voices overlapped, hands waved in the air, and stories grew bigger with every retelling.
Someone laughed until tears fell, someone else clapped just to breathe again. It was joyful and unapologetic. No one asked for quiet. No one needed to. This was love in its fullest form, accepting every voice, every expression, every moment exactly as it came.
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