To another hot tub.

Michael looked up and down the hall. He could still hear his sister and her friends enjoying themselves back in the end room, but it wasn't as if they were in the only hot tub on the whole ship. Hell, this hallway alone had a half a dozen of them, and from what he could tell, they were all empty.

Spending some time in a good tub could be fun, he thought to himself. These things were real top-of-the-line stuff, custom-made for the ship with a whole bunch of cool settings that he could play around with. Even if it ended up being pretty boring, it was better than heading back to the room and taking a lame-ass shower all by himself while he waited for his family to get home.

Besides, he could think of a few ways he could pass the time in a tub by himself.

Michael didn't feel like being reminded of his sister's friends the whole time he was relaxing, so he gave himself as much space from them as he could possibly get. He chose the tub room at the opposite end of the hallway, the sixth. There were enough walls and enough space between them in there that he definitely wouldn't be able to hear or be reminded of them in any way at all, there.

The youngest Murphy child reached the end of the hall, grabbed the handle, and pulled it open.