Watch Charlie

Watching Charlie struggle is sad.

Very sad.

The poor girl can barely get it to wobble she's so beat, and the more she tires the more she looks like she's going to pass out. After a few minutes, she looks like she's about to cry from frustration, and after another minute or so she does.

Feeling awkward, Ethan wonders if she's ever going to ask for help.

Two more minutes pass and she doesn't, and wordlessly, Ethan decides to help, realizing he made the wrong choice.

Despite the tears in her eyes, Charlie tosses him a look of protest, her lips sputtering. "I said I..."

Sighing, bracing really, Ethan puts his muscles to work, with the sudden motion of the keg silencing Charlie's unfinished protest. The final shove was easier than he thought it would be, likely because he had ten minutes to recover.

The kegs all loaded up, Ethan turns to Charlie, giving her a deep sigh. "There. Done."

Charlie's sniffs, her eyes red and her face even redder. She almost looks like she's going to cry again, which is something Ethan really doesn't want to see. "Still... have to... unload... them..."

Ethan feels his heart skin. "Ah, fuck..."