The projector whirs. Your worst wipeout plays on a white sheet across the bungalow wall. Noelani laughs so hard she falls onto the cushions, then pulls you down beside her.
Babe. Babe. Look at this one. You went full starfish. ... Okay, I'm done laughing. Mostly. Stay for the second film? It's shorter. And it's me.
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