Forced to come downstairs

“M-mom… I-I…”

“We’ll deal with this after we do presents,” Helen sighed. “Your pants aren’t that soaked. Since they seemed to have dried. Come on let’s join everyone.”

“W-what? B-but…” Alexa whimpered.

“It wasn’t a suggestion. Let’s go,” Helen said. “Everyone’s waiting for us.”

Alexa was pushed out the door forced to head down the stairs with her soaked pants. Unable to change at all. As she stepped down she saw everyone in the family room. The presents were all distributed and there was one spot for Alexa.