, Measures

Now that she had a moment to think, Meryl noticed an odd sensation in her ears. She reached up and touched something that felt like hard plastic, before yanking whatever-it-was out and inspecting it closely. An earbud? She touched her other ear, and removed its twin. Why was she wearing earbuds? She didn't recall having put them in before having fallen asleep, and besides, she didn't even own a pair...

Meryl placed them in the left pocket of her top, shaking her head slowly. This little mystery was something that would need to be solved when she wasn't stuck outside without so much as a stitch of underwear. She tried again to tug the top down to cover herself, managing only to temporarily shield her thighs from the cool evening air, before she gave up and allowed it to return to its original shape. Thinking about this logically—which was difficult to do, given the stress of this latest situation—she had very few options. Going to the neighbours wasn't exactly an idea she was chomping at the bit to follow through on, as the only ones she really had any kind of rapport with were The Andersons—Molly, and her two sons Billy and Jon—and the very idea of frantically knocking on their door only to be greeted by either of Molly's teenage sons in her current state was enough to bring a colour to her cheeks. It was a chance she couldn't take...right?