 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
In the grand scheme of things, yes, she was doing perfectly fine. However her sour mood always made everything seem more like the WoRsT tHiNg EvEr, when it was truly minor inconveniences. The lack of sleep she was getting perhaps did not fit that bill, but the mounting frustration with the lock in the door that seemed to be forever getting stuck certainly did. She jangled the door knob as she heard Suresh from the other side, pulling on it as best as she could when the thing wouldn't budge still. She could have used her wand, but who needed to bring their wand when doing something as simple as a trip to the bathroom?
An unlucky pregnant woman, apparently. "The door is stuck." She was attempting to not wail it, but mounting frustration had her voice clearly shaky and whinier than she usually would have liked to hear it. "Can you open it from that side?"
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