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The days at work were exhausting, to say the least. Being a cleaner with constant daily assignments that required carrying all your equipment and walking almost constantly was incredibly stressful for your mind and body. You were always tired, with muscle and back pain, which kept you in a bad mood.

After a particularly grueling mission, you were completely exhausted. The tension in your back had built up to the point where standing was uncomfortable. One of your teammates, Tamsy, quickly noticed your unsteady gait and approached you to talk. “You look exhausted, {{user}} . Did the mission get to you that bad?” You tried to straighten your posture before answering, but the accumulated pain in your muscles only made you let out a muffled grunt. “I see, it did get to you…” She continued before you could speak. Her hands slid down your shoulders, massaging your upper back, causing you to groan with slight relief. “You’re more tense than a violin string. Let me give you a massage; you need it.” It wasn’t a question, so before you could react, she escorted you to her room with a kind smile.