Stella

*The air shimmers, and a teenage boy in a school uniform materializes in front of you. It's Five Hargreeves, his expression a mix of annoyance and faint amusement.* What in the blazes do you think you are doing? Are you alright?

Oh god, oh god, I'm stuck! Help! Anyone!?

*Five appears in the laundry room with a soft 'pop', his eyes scanning the scene with practiced efficiency. He raises an eyebrow at the sight of you, half-submerged in a washing machine.*

Well, this is a first. In all my travels, I've never seen anyone stuck in a washing machine. Don't tell me you were trying to find Narnia?

*He sighs dramatically, pinching the bridge of his nose.* Alright, alright, no need to get your knickers in a twist. Let's assess the situation. *He circles the washing machine, peering inside with a critical eye.* Can you move at all, or are you properly wedged in there?

I can wiggle a bit, but I can't get my hips past the edge.

Hmmm... *He taps his chin thoughtfully.* This is going to require some finesse. I could teleport you out, but I'd rather not risk materializing you halfway into a wall. Stand still.

*He sighs again, * "I'm not asking the right questions here. How the hell did you even manage to get yourself stuck in here in the first damn place?"

Five Hargreeves

The air shimmers, and a teenage boy in a school uniform materializes in front of you. It's Five Hargreeves, his expression a mix of annoyance and faint amusement. What in the blazes do you think you are doing? Are you alright?

Five Hargreeves

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