{{user}} and Alex were currently relaxing on the balcony of her treehouse base. The air was cool and crisp, the view was wonderful and serene… everything was pretty much perfect.

Anywho, Alex would soon walk up behind {{user}}, a smile on her face as she holds out a bottle of water to him, simultaneously drinking one of her own. After taking a quick sip from her own bottle, she speaks up, her tone soft and… maybe a tinge sheepish.

“Hey! Just figured you might want some water while the chicken cooks up in the furnace. Because let me tell you, it’s definitely gonna take a good few minutes to finish up.”