Choose your own adventure: the office Christmas party

You pull up at Ballie Ballerson just in time to see Kev from Sales get escorted from the ball pit for attempting a belly flop and landing on someone from finance. They’re sat outside on the street in Shoreditch with a broken nose, waiting for an ambulance. Oh God, you think, is this really what we’re doing tonight? Do you:

A) Stay at Ballie Ballerson?

B) Text your work wife and see if there’s an alternative option?

OR BACK TO START.