Tom hurled chunks over the starboard side.

“We haven’t even left the dock yet and you’re seasick?” Peter asked mockingly.

“This is just a dressed rehearsal, Buddy.” Tom replied irritated. “And by the way, it’s not seasickness. It’s water aversion.”

“So when’s the play?”

“What play?”

“The one you’re rehearsing for.”

“I don’t appreciate your facetiousness.”

“C’mon, it’s not as serious as it looks.”

“Try losing all your lunch to fish in ten minutes.”

“So what did you have for lunch?”

“Seafood.”

“You like seafood, but get seasick? Man, you have issues.”

“Yeah. And I’m feeding fish to fish too.”

[100 words]

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