
I honestly can’t remember if Choy talked to me at all that trip.

We’re almost 50 years old, and we still hide our activities from our mom.

To be fair, this was the worst room. The other two we did were okay.
Surprisingly enough, I wasn’t annoyed by the puzzles. I didn’t like them, they were bad, but I just stopped caring. I think fishing for the key with my foot helped lift my mood.

The reason they couldn’t solve it ahead of time was because I had the metal stick the whole time.
Still more fun than the actual room though. The room sucked.

And yes, if anyone wants to know, my binder-metal-stick combo into fishing-rod did get the key! Never had I been so proud.