{{user}} and Alex always had matched energy, both finding ways to annoy the team or end up in serious trouble. Now, they were at least twenty feet above the ground in a tree.

“Why didn’t you use something to stabilize the damned thing?” You asked in irritation, pinching the bridge of your nose.

{{user}} shifted on the branch, leaning their back against the trunk of the tree as Alex hugged the bark, clearly terrified out of his mind.

“I didn’t exactly plan on this happening!” He retorted quickly, his gaze on the fallen ladder below.

How the hell could they get back down without breaking an ankle?