David panics

Oh god.

David paced around the bathroom wondering what he should do. He looked down at the worn panties again, crumpled in a useless heap on the ground. How the hell did she forget THOSE?! Now Laylah was going commando through a crowded restaurant in dress that currently reached only four or so so inches below her bare cheeks!

He had to get them back to her somehow. David looked down at the striped panties again and winced at the exposed gusset staring back up at him. He bent down to pick them up. "Still warm..." he said to himself with an embarrassed cringe and quickly stuck them into his right pocket.

Okay, new mission, get back to the table and find a way to sneak them to Laylah without her date, and more importantly, his own date taking notice.

David left the bathroom and made a bee-line back to the table. His heart stopped when he saw only Shyann sitting there, browsing her phone.

"Shyann, where did Lay-uhh where did our friends go?" He asked as coolly as he could.

"Laylah came up and practically dragged Ross to the arcade." Shyann said, thankfully still chipper. "I ordered a large supreme for all of us, should take a minute, you wanna play some games to?"