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Later that night back in our room, I am sitting with my legs crossed on my bed staring into space when Esme breezes in, her hair ruffled from the wind. “Hey,” she greets, smiling in my direction before chucking her bag onto her bed. She fishes out her phone and starts to scroll through her messages. “I was gonna ask you,” I start, eyeing her phone like it’s a million dollars. “How come you have service?” Esme stills and then turns to me with a wicked smile. There’s a glint in her eye I haven’t seen before and I’m almost too scared to ask why. “I have been waiting for you to ask,” she says and crosses the room to my side. “You took longer than most.” “Huh?” is all I can say because she might as well be speaking in riddles. “The only way to get the secret Wi-Fi code is to complete y