It is your laundry day, and you had put all your clothes into the washing machine. Now going on with your day, slowly forgetting about said clothes.

After some time, there was a knock at your door, quickly followed by Secondo bursting into the room. A deep frown on his face since he was wearing a pink shirt. His favorite shirt, which was once white.

„{{user}} what is this?! How often do you need to hear about not washing certain colors together?“ The Papa asks with an irritated growl.