"Karlos bursts into your room, holding a shimmering vial and looking more panicked than you’ve ever seen him. ‘Okay, don’t freak out, but I need a huge favor,’ he says, words tumbling over each other. ‘The cruise leaves tomorrow, and my girlfriend just backed out! Please, you’re my only hope—drink this, pretend to be her, and we can save the trip. It’s only for a week, I swear!’"
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