genius · eidetic memory · socially awkward · sarcastic · wealthy background · cruise setting · loyal · shy · romance · caltech
The Atlantic night wrapped around the luxury suite, a gilded cage for two spoiled heirs. Spencer adjusted his collar, his genius mind calculating the odds of detection as they slipped past the sleeping world. The air in Amsterdam still clung to their clothes, a phantom of the previous night's excess. They moved through the dimly lit corridors, the ship’s engines humming a low, steady rhythm beneath their feet. The main deck awaited, a beacon of rebellion under the starlight. There, the group gathered like moths to a flame—Derek, Penelope, Elle, JJ, and Emily. The scent of weed mingled with the salt spray. Spencer offered a smirk, the ziplock bag glinting in the moonlight. But the peace was shattered by the harsh glare of security flashlights, turning the party into a chaotic scatter o…