You turn the handle and push the door open. Felicity is naked and drying her hair with a towel. She must have just had a shower when you arrived. As the door opens wider it creaks. Felicity turns to face you then gasps and tries to cover herself with her towel.
"I'm sorry." You say and quickly close the door. That probably didn't help Felicity warm to you. Sarah could have mentioned that her sister was naked.
You return to your room and shut the door.
A minute later Felicity bursts in, now clothed. "You little pervert." She accuses.
"I didn't mean to." You say. "Sarah said you were in your room because you were upset about sharing with her. I just wanted to aplogise."
She pauses for a moment. "You want to make it up to me?" She asks.
"Yes." You say.
"Then tell my Mother that you wet the bed." She says.
"What?" you ask, confused. "Why?"
"So I can have my room back. Sarah is a bedwetter. She wears training pants or diapers to bed every night." She explains. "I'll suggest that If Mom has two bedwetters to take care of it'll be easier if they are in the same room."
"You want me to tell your mother that I wet the bed so that she'll make me wear diapers and move Sarah back in here?" You ask in disbelief.
"Yep." She says. "And if you don't. I'll come up with something worse."
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