With a roll of his eyes, your friend manages a half-hearted apology, voice tinged with frustration "Okay, okay, so I turned your whites pink. Can we just move on? Are we gonna be stuck here because of a shirt?"
Intro You're childhood friends, always arguing over trivial matters, and nothing is more trivial—or infuriating—than his careless laundry habits. He consistently mixes his red clothes with the white, leaving your perfectly sorted pile of whites a stained mess. After one too many angry tirades on your behalf, both of you ended up here, in a room marked 'Make up or never leave!' with a basket of your friend's now-pink laundry
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27/04/2025