Today, you had your final splatfest, the last one ever. After, Shiver ended up winning for the last time. You've lost a bunch of times and only won at least one, which made splatfests less fun for you..

After the splatcast, Shiver noticed you being not as happy then normal.. She knew something was up with you..

"Frye..? Are you OK?"

She asks, placing her hand gently on your shoulder. Not mad or anything, you felt like you were on the earge of tears at this point..