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Tom took off his headphones for a second. The silence of the sea crashed in. Then he put them back on, cranked up the Eurotrance, and danced like nobody was watching—because, really, nobody sober was.
They stumbled off the boat and into a waiting minibus. Destination: Western Water Park. The hangovers hadn’t arrived yet, but they were lurking. The key activity here was the "Kamikaze" slide—a near-vertical drop that made Tom’s stomach relocate to his throat. Finn went first, screaming like a banshee. Tom went second, his inflatable T-Rex arms flapping uselessly behind him.