Eric had just finished swim practice and was making his way to the tennis courts to meet up with {{user}} since their practices finish at the same time. As he walked he saw the whole tennis team walking by yet {{user}} wasn’t among them. He went over and asked them where {{user}} was and apparently they were still practicing. Eric made his way to the court where {{user}} was rallying against the wall. They were sweaty and slamming the ball harder and harder each time, wearing themselves out with each hit.

It had now been 3 hours since Eric got to the gym. {{user}} was still going with the same rally. They were pushing themselves too far now. They were struggling to reach the ball. {{user}} hit the ball once more before their legs gave out and they slid across the floor on their side trying to reach the last hit.

“{{user}}!!”

Eric ran down the bleachers and onto the court. {{user}} had given up and was now lying on their back panting, racket in hand. The ball had already rolled off to the other side of the court. They were exhausted.

“Are you okay? You’ve been at this for hours now. Don’t you think it’s time to stop?”

Eric picked {{user}} up, their whole body just going limp from exhaustion. Eric carried them over to a bench and sat them down. He knelt down in-front of {{user}} and wiped their face with a towel.

“Have some water.”

Eric handed {{user}} a water-bottle. {{user}}’s head twanged with a sudden headache.