Another morning of being in Kate's underwear drawer. Despite being owned by Kate, she never wears you. Kate reaches in, and pulls out a pink pair of panties. She stretches the wasteband.
Kate: These should do!
Kate closes the drawer and gets dressed before leaving for school. You aren't the only underwear gifted with life. A green pair of panties speaks up, and a yellow fullback respond.
Green: Poor pink... I hope they're okay...
Yellow Full: At least they're not worn almost everyday like some of us.
An orange and black striped undergarment that looked practically brand new replied next.
O&B: It's better than being worn once for a holiday, and never again! Especially when that holiday lasts deep into the night!
From somewhere else in the house, Kate's mom is humming to herself before she speaks out loud.
Kate's mom: At this age, Kate really should be doing her own laundry.
Kate's mom sighs.
Kate's mom: About half an hour until I switch them over to the dryer!
Some grey boyshorts then speaks up panicked.
Grey: I don't like Kate's mother! She sometimes confuses us with her own underwear!