Ariannaemdtriestogetslip4

From Create Your Own Story

You try and tell yourself you have a few moments to get the slip. You snatch the stick and stick your hand as far out as you can, reaching the slip's edge. You fidget with the stick some more, careful not to let yourself in the mud, and begin to drag the slip closer. You notice now it begins to sink, its equilibrium disturbed, and you panickly continue to prod and pull at it. You hear the voices get closer, and, right as you put your hand on the slip, you hear someone ask, "What the-?"

You turn and see five boys of varying teenage ages staring at you in confusion. As you turn with the muddy slip and the stick in your hand, you notice all your leaning has disturbed the chest area of the sundress, now with the broken buttons displaying almost the entirety of your right breast, the straps fallen on both shoulders to show all of your collar and much cleavage. Your nipples can be barely seen in their discoloration through the fabric, especially on the right breast where the dress open almost nearly to the edge of your areola.

In the middle of nowhere with five teenage boys staring at you, practically naked, you feel incredibly unsafe. You could try to scare them off - throw things, yell at them, or you could simply hide again behind the waterfall. With any luck, that crevice could save you again!

Status
Wearing	Wet and transparent beige sundress with front buttons broken down length of breasts and back end torn up to knees and both straps down the arm
Mood	Afraid
Inventory	Bag of broken boxes, wet net, long scrap of dress fabric, muddy slip