Leo: “Does anyone feel like doing something today that isn’t watching three movies back-to-back?”

Skye: glancing up from her cereal “Define ‘doing something.’”

Eli: “He means leaving the house. Touching grass. Experiencing chlorinated joy.”

Skye: “Oh gods, are we going to Olympia again?”

Mara: from the couch, already scrolling for tickets “Yes. We are. You haven’t lived until the wave machine nearly launches you into another timeline.”

Leo: grinning “Pack your swim gear. We’re taking over the flumes. Again.”

The group scrambles into action—grabbing towels, goggles, and half-eaten granola bars (which was completely unnecessary). The thought of the flumes, splash battles, and the wet sensation of the water has completely overtaken the lazy morning vibe.