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This story is purely fiction.
Chapter 18
Day 7 (Port Day), evening
"Well, that just fucking sucks."
Eric and Andrew stood just inside the door that led out to "their" hot tub in their swim trunks, and Eric was not happy. Every night that week, the group of teens had congregated in that hot tub, and now it was like holy ground. However, tonight, it was occupied by a group of college-aged kids who didn't look like they were going anywhere for quite a while.
"What are we going to do now?" Eric asked, exasperated. "Tonight's the last night of the cruise! I was looking forward to having one more night with the gang."
"We'll come up with something, don't worry," Andrew offered. He was getting upset himself, seeing how upset and disappointed his lover was.
"I dunno," Eric said as he ran his hand through his hair. "This was like… This was OUR place. Not theirs," as he jabbed a finger towards the hot tub. "Why couldn't they find somewhere else to go?"