Anna looked around. If anyone had looked over, they would have been able to see a cute, almost naked brunette, clutching a tiny piece of fabric between her legs. The plastic chair and table offered almost no cover from most angles, and her naked, pale legs and the outline of her tight butt would have been impossible to miss.
Fortunately for her, the gym wasn't too crowded, and everyone seemed focused on their workouts. She was pretty sure that she could ask the barista for help without anyone noticing, as long as she was quick. He might be able to get her a towel or a change of clothes. Better yet, he might offer _his _clothes. Her mind started wandering again...
_Focus! _she told herself. Your bare butt is exposed in the middle of a gym, this is not the time for fantasies. But I do wonder what he looks like under that shirt...
Almost shaking from nervousness, Anna got up and walked over to the counter, clutching her tattered shorts between her legs. The barista looked up and smiled, not noticing anything wrong at first.
"Enjoy your smoothie!" he said, flashing a cute smile.
Then he looked down and his eyes widened, as Anna finally gathered the courage to speak.
"I've had a bit of an accident," she said, hunching over a bit and doing her best to protect her modesty. "Do you have anything I could wear?" she asked hopefully.
The barista looked more concerned than anything, and did his best to make eye contact.
"I'm not sure, but why don't you step behind the counter so you're a bit more covered?" he asked, opening the half-height door so she could walk through.
With relief, Anna ran behind the counter, concealing her near-nudity from the rest of the gym. The counter came up just to her waist, so people on the other side would have no idea just how exposed she was.
"Well," he said, "this is quite the predicament!" He laughed a little to put her at ease. "Let me see if there's anything back here that I can get for you..."
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