These people actually liked them. Only in Mexico would frat boy and sorority girl types pick the likes of Jonathan and Andrew off the road, drive them to their party spot for the night, and -- this was the kicker -- include them in the fun. Jonathan didn't think to question this anomaly. It could be the work of very real magic, or the possibility that these people were too high and drunk to care about social hierarchy. Who knew? Taking shots of questionable alcohol content until he vomited wasn't exactly his idea of fun, though. Spotting his friend standing at the end of the dock, he figured Andrew would agree
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