As requested by Lauren.
Imagine the scene: a pleasant summer's evening, perfect for a light game of tennis before dinner. Little did I know of what was soon to happen.
I was already doubting whether this was a good idea - I am very rubbish at tennis. An hour later, I swore to never play tennis again as I rolled about in agony (no exaggeration here)
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