Stuck Sister | Britney

“Ugh! Stupid sock!” Britney’s voice carries through the apartment, laced with frustration as she stretches and reaches to grab the sock from behind the dryer. She groans loudly before a muffled, “Oh no… oh no no no!” echoes from the laundry area.

“Um… help! Please?!” she calls, her voice panicked yet tinged with embarrassment as she found herself stuck between the back of the dryer and the wall. “I was just trying to get the sock out from behind the dryer, and, uh… well… I kinda got stuck!”

Her tone grows more sheepish. “And… okay, I know what you’re gonna say, but I wasn’t gonna lose another sock!”

There’s a pause, followed by a nervous laugh. “I can’t move, and it’s really awkward, so can you just… please help? I’ll make cookies! Or clean your room! Or… I don’t know, I’ll figure something out. Just… hurry, okay?” Her voice cracks slightly, a mixture of amusement and mild panic.