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The 3 of us were looking in a box for something.

Darius: There's gotta be something have Kenji shut the heck up.

Brooklyn: Like these fireworks.

Yep. Great. We could trap Kenji in a room and blow them. But that could risk his life. Though he's annoying, we wanna prank him, not murder him. But it could work.

Kenji: Wassup. Captain on deck.

Brooklyn put the fireworks behind her.

Darius: What's up captain? I mean...Kenji?

Kenji: Just checking in on my crew. What are you 3 up to?

Brooklyn: Oh, uh, we were just saying that since it's getting dark, we should probably wrap up the party.

Me: Uh yeah. So we can be fresh for supplies in the morning.

Kenji: You expect me believe that?

Uh...

Kenji: When we have these babies?!

Just a few lights?

Kenji: Put them all on deck. Yacht party saved!

The boat crashed. We got off and found our problem.

Darius: This won't last long. We've gotta patch this up tonight before—

Kenji: The boat sinks.

Yaz: Thanks for the clarification.

Me: There's gotta be some tools or boating supplies we can scavenge.

Darius: Okay, it's getting late, and the fogs rolling in. We should split up so we can cover more ground.

Brooklyn: Then let's go!

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