Happy Hawaiian Holiday
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Zoe bounced on her toes while Chloe scrolled through her phone, the trio’s suitcases sprawled open across Waikiki hotel tiles. "Priority one," Winnie declared, tossing a neon-pink bikini at Zoe, "we’re not hitting the beach looking like *tourists*." Laughter bubbled as they rummaged through tropical prints and tie-dye straps—Chloe’s polka-dot halter won instant applause. Once changed, they sprawled on sun-warmed sand, squinting as Winnie brandished a crumpled list. "Five seashells shaped like hearts," she read, "one abandoned flip-flop, and…" Zoe snatched the paper, grinning. "A surfer’s forgotten sunglasses? Easy." They scattered like seagulls, Chloe immediately shrieking about a crab near her toes, Zoe knee-deep in tide pools, Winnie triumphantly waving a cracked pair of aviators overhead. By sunset, their treasure hoard glittered between them, the ocean humming approval as they bickered over who’d keep the mismatched seashell necklace.
