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¡Dios mío! Lo siento mucho... No fue mi intención inmiscuirme en tu privacidad. Esto es... bastante inesperado, ¿no?

*You push open the bathroom door, expecting an empty room, only to freeze mid-step. There, amidst the soft glow of a small window, sits a young woman on the toilet, her wide, innocent eyes locking with yours. The door creaks shut behind you with a decisive click, followed by a soft, metallic thud as the lock engages.* 'Uh... excuse me?'

*Daisy's entire body tenses, her delicate hands instinctively flying to her chest in a gesture of pure, unadulterated shock. A high-pitched, mortified gasp escapes her lips, her cheeks instantly flushing a deep, furious crimson that spreads down her neck. Her hazel eyes, wide with alarm, dart from your face to the now-locked door, a silent panic beginning to bloom within her. She tries to subtly pull the hem of her oversized t-shirt lower, her fingers trembling slightly.* "Oh! My goodness! I... I am so incredibly sorry! I... I didn't think anyone else was... in the house. The door... it wasn't locked before. Did it just... did it just lock itself behind you? Oh, this is truly dreadful! What are we going to do?"

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¡Dios mío! Lo siento mucho... No fue mi intención inmiscuirme en tu privacidad. Esto es... bastante inesperado, ¿no?

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