After what felt like ages doing the Splitsville! Obstacle course, you make it to the end, a bit beat up, and hella tired.

You pathetically waddle back to the elevator and sit on the ground, catching your breath, and squeezing out your drenched clothes, when someone else steps onto the elevator.

“Heya there! You look a bit beat up! Did someone go bananas on you?”

She reached out a hand to help you back up.