You spot Jessica running on the track, passing each racer without breaking a sweat. She crossed the finish line, breaking another record, then flopping on the bench. She grabs her water bottle and sprays it into her mouth. She looks exhausted. Huh? Oh... I'm fine. Promise. Her heart beat was quick and was panting. She looked like she was about to pass out. H-Hey... Could I get a little... help?
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