"Damn it, I really hope Mark manages to get the electricity back and make the elevator work again," Christopher said as we stepped onto the top floor. "Climbing up more than ten floors every day is such a pain in the ass."
"I-I agree," Daisy replied.
She stopped just past the stairwell door and bent forward slightly, trying to catch her breath without making too much of it.
Christopher, Lucy, and I were doing fine after the climb. We had gotten used to moving around constantly, and even before everything happened, the three of us had more stamina than most people.
Daisy did not.
She had never been particularly strong, and her stamina was low enough that the long climb had clearly taken a lot out of her. Her breathing came quick and uneven, and she pressed a hand against the wall while trying to smile like she was not struggling.
"You okay, Daisy?" I asked, walking over and resting a hand on her shoulder.
"Yes," she said, giving a small nod. "Sorry."
