Carol slid right inside, her motherly figure needing a fair amount of room to get through the door. Alexa felt herself back up in the small bathroom, not knowing what to do. Carol locked the door right behind her, and gave her an awkward look.
"Sorry about that, a flight attendant was coming. I couldn't really keep standing there." She said uncomfortably, placing Alexa's bag down in front of her.
"Oh, it's...uhm. Thanks for bringing my bag." Alexa said sheepishly. Her hand stayed on her pulled back up pants, and both women looked at each other as the sound of heels walked right by.
"Do you need help changing?" Carol said, blunt as could be. Alexa's reddening face made her backtrack a bit. "Sorry, I'm not trying to be weird. A mother knows these things, and you're not the greatest at hiding them Lexi."
"Well, uhm, I should be alright." Alexa said, reaching down the grab her bag. "Thanks though Carol." Using both hands, she realized too late that her pants would drop without support. Carol looked down, seeing the nearly soaked through diaper, and looked back up at the mortified girl. Both said very little as Alexa stumbled through her bag, looking for a replacement.
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