Chelsea's mom is angry

"I... I didn't mean to..." Chelsea said feebly.

"Didn't mean to what? Parade around like a desperate stripper?" Her mother scoffed.

Chelsea's mother was like this. Stern, a harsh temper, maybe a little crazy. She was particularly hard on Chelsea, probably part of where Chelsea's insecurity came from. And now her mother was berating her while she was naked!

"You get dressed right now young lady!" Her mother commanded firmly.

"I... I can't." Chelsea said, clutching her nude body.

"Her clothes are at the laundromat." I chimed in.

This actually wasn't true. They were out in my car. But it was the lie I already had spinning, so I had to keep it going.

"I see." Chelsea's mom glowered, turning on Chelsea. "So let me get this straight: you're spending the day naked, prancing around with nothing on, and all your clothes are out of the house? You're that intent on exposing yourself, fine! Have it your way!"