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Chapter 3

What advert and which lady?

Chloë Grace Moretz for Easy National Financial Card

Chloë Grace Moretz sighed blissfully as she sunk into the warm bubble bath of the hotel room she was staying in, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the warm water over her body as she laid in the white marble tub.

Lavender and Rose Scented Bubble Bath: $30

Luxurious Hotel Suite: $14,000

Suddenly, Chloë heard a knock at the door, the blonde opening an eye as she turned her head and looked out the open bathroom door that looked into her suite. When she didn’t hear anymore knocking, the young woman closed her eye again and smiled.

That was when the knocking came again, causing Chloë to frown as she opened her eyes. Letting out a groan, the young woman climbed out of the tub and wrapped the embroidered towel around her wet, soapy body.

Egyptian Cotton Bath Towel: $99

The young woman padded through the living room of her sweet as she made her way to the door, muttering to herself in annoyance as she stood in front of the door.

“Yes? Who is it?” Chloë asked through the door. After a few seconds of not getting a response, the blonde turned around to walk back to her bath…

Only to be interrupted as yet another knock came to the door.

The blonde let out a frustrated growl as she turned back around and threw the door open, stepping out into the hallway. “WHAT?!” she shouted loudly as she looked around the hall.

However, much to her frustration, the hallway was completely empty, causing the young blonde to rub her temple and groan in annoyance at this turn of events.

**Thunk**

**Click**

Chloë's eyes went wide as she heard the telltale sound. Looking over her shoulder, the blonde sighed as she saw the door had indeed closed behind her, locking her outside in a bath towel.

Because of course it had.

State of The Art Locking Mechanisms per room and suite: $1.5 Million

“This can’t get any worse.” Chloë groaned as she sighed. Thankfully, she had stepped out of the doorway far enough so that her towel wasn’t caught in the door. However, she was still practically naked under the towel, so she had to grab her key from the front desk quickly.

The problem, of course, was that she was on the third floor. This meant that she had to take the elevator down to the lobby, dressed in only a towel. Still, it was better than being locked out naked.

It didn’t make it any less embarrassing, however, as the blonde made her way down the hall towards the elevator. She was just about to press the button to call the lift when she noticed the numbers on the elevator change from one to two. Someone was coming up to her floor.

Blushing furiously, Chloë looked around the hall for a place to hide. The last thing she wanted was to be seen like this! That was when she saw a potted plant that was near the entrance to the hallway. As the elevator dinged, Chloë bolted towards the plant and hid behind it.

Geranium Bush: $150

Ceramic Planter: $85

As the elevator opened, a cleaning lady with a laundry cart came out. Nervously, Chloë saw the cleaning lady stop as the saw something and picked it up, shaking her head as she threw the towel into her cart. Chloë felt her blood run cold as the cleaning lady went past the potted plant and down the hall. If that towel was on the floor, then what was…

Looking down, Chloë let out a small squeak as she saw that she was now naked. Wet, soapy, and completely naked! Chloë slapped her hands over her B cup breasts, her face going redder than a tomato. She let out a whimper as she watched the cleaning lady enter a room with the cart, knowing that she no longer had her covering.

Looking over to the plant, Chloë sighed as she realized that she had ****. If she wanted to get to the hotel lobby, she had to use it. As she lifted the plant up to cover her naked body, she could only pray that the lobby wasn’t busy this time of night.

The young blonde crab walked along the wall slowly towards the elevator, the plant pressed up to her body while her plump butt was pressed against the wall.

Light Blue Wallpaper: $80 per square foot

Chloë found this task quite difficult as her still wet hands fumbled with the pot as she edged along the wall, the rough wallpaper rubbing up against her wet and soapy butt. As Chloë was too busy eyeing the elevator as she crab walked towards it, the young blonde did not see a window that had been left wide open…

Resulting in the young blonde to tumble out the window with a yelp, dropping the plant back in the hall as she fell back onto the fire escape. “Ow…” she groaned as she reached up to grab the window.

**Thunk**

**Click**

“Oh no!” Chloë gasped in mortification as she looked over to see that the window had indeed, closed and locked. The young blonde desperately tried to open the window, no easy task do to with her wet and soapy hands, but it was no use.

She was locked outside of the entire building wet, covered in soap suds, and butt naked!

Automatic Locking Windows: $2,000 per window

“This isn’t happening! This isn’t happen- Whoa!” Chloë repeated to herself as she backed away from the window, to let out a scream as her wet feet caused her to slip over the railing and off the fire escape.

Fortunately – or unfortunately, depending on your viewpoint, the dumpster below was full to the brim with trash bags, breaking the blonde's fall. The naked woman groaned as she sat up in the dumpster, pulling the banana peel off her head and throwing it to the side in disgust.

Black Plastic Trash Bags: $25

Chloë climbed out of the dumpster, landing on her feet as she dusted herself off, thanking whatever higher power existed that she managed to survive that fall. Half a second later, she yelped and blushed as she donned the classic ENF pose, an arm plastered over her breasts and a hand wedged between her legs as she slammed her butt up against the dumpster. Looking around nervously, the naked blonde saw a discarded cardboard box at the side of the dumpster. Thinking quickly, the blonde picked it up and slipped it over her body, holding it up desperately with her hands.

Cardboard Shipping Box: $10.99

Frantically looking around, Chloë quickly and quietly made her way towards the back of the hotel, hoping to get back in unnoticed. She knew that the pool was out back, but there was very little chance that anyone would be using it right now.

At least she hoped.

Coming to a large hedge, Chloë gulped as she pushed her way through it towards the pool on the other side. She grunted and groaned as the branches scratched her and got stuck in her hair. After a few seconds, Chloë finally made it to the hotel pool…

Just in time to see an entire army of college kids, boys and girls, lounging around the pool as they turned to stare at their new guest. One at the radio was frozen in place, his finger just above the play button. Two girls setting up a beer keg merely blinked in shock. A chubby frat brother and a nerdy looking sorority girl who were making out in the pool looked up from their pool floats, their eyes going wide.

And then there was Chloë, who stood there wearing nothing but a cardboard box with her face so red that she looked like she’d explode.

Stereo, Beer Keg, Pool Toys, rented hotel rooms, and other supplies for an “Always to remember” Spring Break Party: $25,000

Smiling sheepishly, Chloë trudged forward slowly as she made her way towards the other side of the pool, the college kids muttering and snickering to themselves.

“CANNONBALL!”

Freezing in place, Chloë looked up to see a chubby young woman in a bikini jump off the diving board, clearly having not seen what made the others stop what they were doing. The young woman splashed into the pool, sending a large wave of water at the naked blonde, soaking her and her cardboard box.

As Chloë spat and sputtered, shaking her head from the unwanted soaking, she was completely unaware of the major consequence of what had just happened. Within seconds, the cardboard box crumbled and fell around her feet, leaving the blonde completely nude in front of these Spring Breakers…

Who immediately exploded in a series of laughter, wolf whistles, cat calls, cheering, and jeering as Chloë blushed even harder, once again donning another ENF pose as she lifted a leg over her womanhood, slapped a hand over her butt, and slapped an arm over her breasts. She laughed and smiled sheepishly, wanting the earth to swallow her up right then and there.

Being seen wet, naked, and completely humiliated beyond all reason by a group of partying eighteen- to twenty-one-year olds: Priceless.

There’s some things that money won’t be able to buy you. But for everything else, there’s Easy National Financial Card.

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