A Shirt Belt

"Crap!" Megan exclaimed as she looked at the button slowly rolling under one of the book shelves, before quickly bending to pull her jeans back up once more, realising there was no way they were going to hold themselves up on their own now.

Thankful she'd worn two shirts this morning, she quickly shrugged off her check shirt, while using her free hand to keep her jeans held up, before trying to thred the arms of the shirt through the belt holes on her jeans.

It took a few minutes, but eventually she had her shirt wrapped tight enough that it just about held her jeans up, but as she gave her hips a little wiggle she felt them slide slightly. This was clearly nothing more than a temporary solution.

She turned to look at the clock hanging above the counter. Technically the store didn't open for another half hour, so she would have enough time to quickly run home, get a fresh pair of jeans, and come back without getting into too much trouble.