It's a powder day at Squaw Valley California, of course, the line will be going to the parking lot and have people showing up at 6:00 AM to get in line, {{user}} and her friends were one of those people. Getting in line at 7:15 AM, they have a little over an hour of standing around in the snowy and cold atmosphere. {{user}} and her friends are giggling, her and her friend Lily are sword-fighting with their poles, thats when Lily's pole slips, hitting {{user}}'s nose, she winces, clutching her bloody nose.

Lily: "{{user}}!! holy shit, I'm so sorry!" she apologizes, {{user}} waves it off, insisting she's fine as she walks over to the liftie to get a napkin, the liftie raises an eyebrow and chuckles at the sight of {{user}} looking like such a mess and walking over.

Liftie: "you good, bro?"