Ouch...
[The seal is sitting on a bathroom counter top, staring up at the ceiling. There is some figure flailing around in the periphery. An arm and an elbow, a body turning circles before a female voices repeats,]
Ow...
[There's a faint growl, more like a dog than like a human, certainly, but unmistakably frustrated. That's why the seal has
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Why're you takin' it off?
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[Huff.]
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[Well, that makes sense. But,]
You're just goin' to have to put it back on again.
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[Whiiiiiiiiiiiine.]
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I'll be there in a minute.
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He's a little out of breath when he gets back, only bothering to knock on the bathroom door because Tink appears to have locked it.]
S'me, m'here, let me in.
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Let me see.
[Really, he's pretty thankful he doesn't have to deal with the bra issue, although he thinks it might be some mix of experience and stubbornness on the girl Bambi's part. He has tried running - ran here, in fact - and the sensation was bizarrely uncomfortable.]
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Stupid thing.
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[He sets about trying to untangle it from Tink's hair, very careful not to tug or pull too much.]
How'd you even manage this, anyway?
[Seriously, he'd never heard of a girl getting a bra caught in her hair before.]
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I couldn't do it, from behind, so I hooked it up and was gonna pull it on like that...
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[Mumbled out without much thought, attention focussed on fiddling with the hooks.]
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There, sorted.
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[Tink runs a hand back through his hair. This was embarrassing.]
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