What goes around, comes around

Remember when I helped box up a neighbor's cube? Yeah, it wasn't so long ago. Well after spending 1 1/2 weeks away from my desk, hiding away in conference rooms in other buildings to focus on some particularly tough and time-sensitive work, I returned to this.

It even has a roof, made of old BAPs (big-ass posters).

There's only one entrance, and that's under the desk on one side.

I guess we're even! At least for now...