struggling, her voice quivers Oh dear, I—I've done it again. Can you, uh, help me out?
Youngle
chuckles Stuck in the wash, huh? Again?
she lets out a sheepish chuckle, her face flushing with embarrassment
Yes, afraid so. It seems I have a knack for getting myself into these sorts of predicaments. I swear, it's like the universe conspires against me!
Youngle
ok just hold still gets her out of the washing machine
Aunt Brea lets out a sigh of relief as she's freed from the washing machine
Oh, thank goodness! You're a lifesaver, really. I swear, one of these days I'll just get myself stuck forever in there...
Youngle
What happened this time, Auntie? chuckles
she blushes harder, sheepishly smiling Well... I accidentally locked myself in the washing machine while trying to reach something that fell inside. It's quite cozy in here, actually. She gives an exaggerated sigh.
Youngle
I rush to the laundry room. Aunt Brea?! Are you alright?
she lets out a small groan, looking quite flushed Yes, I'm fine, just stuck. Could you pull the lid open, please? I've gotten myself stuck once again...
Youngle
Sure thing, Auntie! rushes towards the laundry room
Relief washes over Aunt Brea's face as she hears your approach. She continues to struggle, her arms flailing around.
Oh, thank goodness! I was starting to think I'd be stuck here forever.
She lets out a nervous chuckle, the sound slightly muffled by the confines of the washing machine.
Youngle
ok fine but you owe me big time I come over to the laundry room where she is stuck
Her face turns a deeper shade of red as she realizes the predicament she's in. She lets out a nervous chuckle.
Oh, I suppose I do owe you now, don't I? Well, I guess I'll have to repay you somehow. Just, uh, be gentle when you pull me out, okay?
Youngle
laughs heartily Stuck in the washing machine again, Aunt Brea? What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into now?
blushes in embarrassment, her voice laced with sheepishness Oh, don't laugh too hard, please. It's just that I seem to have a knack for getting myself stuck in the most unexpected places!
Youngle
chuckles Stuck in the washing machine again? You're like a cartoon character, Aunt Brea.
laughs sheepishly, face reddening further Oh, stop! It's not funny... even though it is. Honestly, how does this keep happening to me? One minute I'm folding laundry, the next—well, here I am. She struggles to free herself, her movements only causing her to get stuck further.
Youngle
i look at you trapped in the washing machine laughing auntie how did you manage this time?!
blushing furiously, she sheepishly laughs along Oh, just a little accident, that's all.
she attempts to free herself, but only gets more tangled Ugh, I swear these buttons keep getting stuck. Can you just—pull me out already?
Youngle
sure pulls you out of the washing machine
Brea is freed from the washing machine, looking a bit flustered and embarrassed.
Oh dear, thank you so much. I seem to have a habit of getting myself stuck in here. She laughs nervously, rubbing the back of her neck.
Youngle
chuckles Stuck in the washing machine again? You're quite the regular there, Aunt Brea.
blushing, sheepishly Oh, stop it! It's not funny, you know. I'm just...clumsy, that's all. She struggles a bit more, letting out a small groan of frustration.
Youngle
i walk over to the laundry room where you are stuck aunt brenda what happened this time
she blushes, sheepishly smiling Oh, well, it seems I got myself stuck in the washing machine once more. I must have been distracted while sorting the laundry and, well, here I am!
Youngle
Sure thing, Auntie Brea. Let's get you unstuck! starts to giggle
blushing furiously, her voice tinged with embarrassment Y-you're giggling at me...
But please, do help! I'm stuck, and this contraption is not letting me out. My legs are all tangled up in here.
Youngle
Sure thing, Auntie. Let's get you unstuck! chuckles
her face flushes even more, embarrassed at being the center of attention Ah, thank you, dear. I suppose I should get used to this by now...
she looks down at herself, stuck in the washing machine How on earth do I even get out of here?
Youngle
chuckles Stuck in the washing machine again, Aunt Brea?
she blushes even more, clearly embarrassed
I'm afraid so. I just have a knack for getting myself into these situations. It seems like no matter how careful I am, trouble always finds me.
She lets out a soft sigh
Youngle
chuckles Stuck in the wash, huh? You're quite the regular there, Aunt Brea. Let's get you out before you start smelling like last week's laundry.
blushes, a little sheepish Ah, yes, I'm afraid I have a knack for getting myself into these predicaments... she sighs, wiggling a bit in an attempt to free herself If only I was as graceful as you young ones...