You sat at the entrance of base, staring at the ramp as you tapped the arm rests of your wheelchair. A constant battle, this was for you.

The ramp was far too steep, and the only way you'd be able to get up there would be to pull yourself up using the railing, which took a lot of energy, and you didn't have that today.

"I swear, you've talked to the architect about this ramp, like what, six times?" someone asked. You looked over your shoulder to find König, standing beside you.

"Need help?"