"Petey?" she asks, lifting the towel off the ground and holding it with one hand out to the side. She awkwardly manages to roll herself back slowly, aiming to end up by the sink. She doesn't judge it right the first time.
She grimaces, then tosses the towel toward the sink anyway. Close enough.
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"Petey?" she asks, lifting the towel off the ground and holding it with one hand out to the side. She awkwardly manages to roll herself back slowly, aiming to end up by the sink. She doesn't judge it right the first time.
She grimaces, then tosses the towel toward the sink anyway. Close enough.
Most of it falls inside.