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“Hey Jay,” you shouted from the bathroom, “Can you help me with this?”
You listened closely as you heard his say a simple ‘sure babe’ before the TV paused and the sound of his footsteps came closer and closer.
He had barely made it through the door before he erupted into a fit of loud laughter.
“Oh-oh my god…” he stopped laughing for a second and looked at you, stuck in his old red bucket helmet, before cracking up again.
“Jason this isn’t,” you paused to snicker a little, “look – this isn’t funny.”
“I know babe but I just can’t seem to stop laughing.” He said in between chuckles. You laughed along, starting up a whole new round of loud, clapping, laughter.
After about 5 minutes Jason wiped a couple tears from his eyes, “How did you even get stuck?”
“Well…” you paused, cringing at your own actions, “I always wondered how you saw through this thing and I thought; 'Well then try it on.' I didn't think I'd get stuck!”
“You know, you could’ve just asked…” he tugged softly at the helmet and with a little swoof it came off your head.
“Yeah, but then we wouldn’t have had this amazing experience.”
He held the helmet and examined it, a soft smile tugging at his lips, “When you said you needed help I assumed it was something serious, not bucket trouble.”