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They can call you a dumpling, because you’re ready to get <span class="mu-i">steeeeeaaammmmed</span>! Ha ha!
“O-okay…” Stammers the attendant, clearly not sure whether to be polite or to laugh. “There will be some cool refreshments waiting for you in the cool plunge room–please avail yourselves of them if you feel dizzy or disoriented!”
The girl’s already-wide eyes widen even further as an important detail hits her like a baseball upside the head! “O-OH, B-BUT PLEASE RING THE BELL IF YOU NEED MEDICAL ASSISTANCE!”
Does that cover surprise assassin attacks too?
Your attendant stares as if you’d just licked her nose. J-just a joke, you stammer! W-Wocka Wocka!
Man, people just don’t <span class="mu-i">get</span> your humor around here. In any case, the bath worker wastes no time in getting you to your destination–you don’t wanna think it’s because she’s tired of dealing with you, but truth be told you wouldn’t hold it against her if she was.
As she opens the door for you, you’re immediately greeted by a rush of nippy air–the sudden dryness causing your hair to stand on end! <span class="mu-i">L-l-lemme g-g-guess</span>, you sputter, <span class="mu-i">C-C-C-</span>
“Mhm! Cold plunge!” Chirps the attendant, her voice much more chipper knowing that she’ll be ditching you in a second! “There’s no real order to how to do things, but we recommend alternating between both to really maximize the effect!”
Sheesh, who knew relaxing was so complicated? Giving the attendant a quiet ‘thank you’, you creep into the chilly room wrapping your arms around your torso like a burrito. In the freezer!
Thankfully you don’t need to wander too much: A carpet doused with some kinda oil marinates your feet as you follow it over to a massive door–the mysterious concoction making your toes tingle with every step! Giving the portal a gentle tug, you’re assaulted by a plume of fresh, well…
<span class="mu-i">Steam!</span> Doesn’t seem to be laced with anything, but you ain’t complaining! Steam is steam! Hastily retreating into the welcoming bowels of what might just be the biggest sauna you’ve ever visited (not that you’ve visited many, of course), your feet warm up quickly along with the rest of your body under the warm blanket of condensation in the air.
Blinking as fresh water droplets bombard your shaggy head from above, you retreat further into the sweat lodge… each step on the toasty wood flooring leaving you a bit less cold than before!
You’re about to find a seat when you remember that the gals should be joining you too…
The question is, who do you run into first?
>Volka!
>TT!
>Rezzie!
>No one! You’re the first one! Hell yea!
>All of ‘em are here already! What took ya?
>Write-In!
