First draft | cliche | unedited. Book 2 - can be read as a standalone • • • Twinkle twinkle little star. How I wonder where we are. As you burn through constant fusion. This life seems like an optical illusion. Twinkle twinkle little star. Up above the sand so high. The ocean sings its lullaby. I don't know if we'll survive. Going on a once in lifetime trip with your best friends? Check. Flirting and laughing, a kiss here and touch there? Check. Drinking and dancing with the hot tropical air? Check. Falling overboard? That was not on the itinerary.
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