Did her instructor also give up on her?

"I'm so tired!" Benjamin shouted as he plopped down on the floor, lying on his stomach just a few steps from the couch. "I can't anymore — I feel like I'm going to get sick."

"You just got here, and you're already dying?" 

Benjamin slowly turned his eyes, only to see Mint standing a few steps away from him. Her arms were crossed under her chest, covered only by a bra. 

"Minty!" he gasped in disgust. "Why are you only in your bikini?! At this hour!? Where are your clothes?"

"Huh?" Mint peeked down at her body, and her face hardened in surprise. "Since when did they go missing?!"

Mint ran back to the bedroom in a flash, only to come out minutes later wearing a dress she hastily threw on. When she returned, Benjamin had already managed to climb onto the couch.

"I'm so tired…" he grumbled, his face contorting as he tried to recall what he had done today.