Get Help From Sofia

Ava sighed. Her options were extremely limited. She only knew two names on her floor, and had only met them a few minutes prior. If she was going to get help, it would have to be one of them.

Jackson seemed nice enough. He would likely loan her some clothes, maybe even go grab her stuff for her so she wouldn’t go back in the hallway. But the problem was, Ava wasn’t so keen on having a guy so her naked. She hadn’t even been honest with him, and was mostly sure he hadn’t seen she was pantsless in the laundry room.

Which was where the other resident came in. Sofia, a European looking girl who’d caught her pantsless, and laughed it off. She at least had already seen her in a compromising position, so the embarrassment of being seen naked by someone who had at least seen her underdressed was lesser. With her mind set, Ava began to walk in the opposite direction of the laundry room, moving towards Sofia’s apartment.

As she walked, Ava tried to figure out how to knock on the door, and what excuse she could give. She didn’t want to tell her that she only had one outfit to her name, but Ava knew she needed as much help as she could get. Once at the door after the short, 30 second walk Ava took a deep breath, and carefully reassumed her hands positions to preserve as much of her dignity and modesty as possible.

Three shorts knocks, followed by a “Coming!” Heard faintly from within echoed into the hall, and Ava’s stomach formed a knot. “I’m willingly exposing myself here, and she’s gonna see almost everything...” Ava thought, her face reddening.

Then, the door burst open, and a tall, dirty blonde woman appeared in the gap, just finishing tying her bath robe. She was about to speak, before her words failed as she took in the sight before her. Then, as suddenly as she had paused, she began to laugh. Ava blushed even greater, as Sofia collapsed into an unruly fit of laughter. It was so great in fact, that it echoed through the halls, and Ava became worried it might rouse attention and make people look in the hall.

Finally, after several seconds of laughter, Sofia wipes a tear from her eye, and began to speak. “Well this is a new way to greet your neighbor. I can see you have nothing to hide!” Sofia said, already starting to laugh again. Finally, Ava worked up the courage to power through her embarrassment and speak.

“This ain’t a joke! I err... I could use some help.” Ava explained, blushing madly. Ava felt very certain she’d never felt more embarrassed in her life in the immediate moment. Sofia coughed, as if trying to get serious. “Oh. There is an issue. Come inside then.” She said, motioning through the doorway.

Ava quickly moved through the doorway, eager to escape any potential passersby who could see her naked backside. Sofia closed the door behind her, and led the way towards two couches.

“Well, take a seat. Would you like something to drink?” Sofia questioned, raising an eyebrow. Ava flashed an awkward smile, before asking “I could use some clothes, or maybe a towel.”

Sofia nodded, following it up with an “Of course! It would be rude not to offer you a way to cover yourself, since you are my guest.” before reaching to untie her bathrobe. Ava’s eyes widened, and she was about to tell her to stop, but she was stop late. The robe was cast off her shoulders unceremoniously, revealing a chest that possessed two small mounds, and a green thong that covered her small ass. Sofia pulled the robe off her arms, and tossed it in Ava’s direction. “Here you go! I hope you do not mind that I already wore it. I am still fairly low on my laundry. All I have is my robe and my panties for now.” Sofia said with a laugh. Ava nodded her thanks, already slipping her arms through the sleeves and tying the robe around herself.

After both found themselves seated, Ava suddenly felt silly, as she looked over at Sofia’s topless form. “Here she is, running around in just her panties even though it’s someone she just met. And I feel embarrassed? She gave up her robe without thinking twice!” She thought.

“Well, Ava, I would love to know what has led to you losing your clothes.” Sofia said, taking a sip from a glass of beer in her hands. Ava decided the whole truth was in order. She explained how she lost her moving truck, how she barely had an outfit to her name, and how she’d decided to do her laundry half and half, but had to make a run for it halfway through because someone was about to come inside. Sofia listened intently to every detail, nodding her head at each specific portion. When all was said, Ava looked to Sofia for a response.

"...So you ran away from a man because you were nude? But what will you do if he steals all your clothes while you are gone? You would lose all your clothes for many days, would you not?" Sofia asked, raising an eyebrow. Ava stared forward for a moment, her stomach dropping in terror. She imagined having her clothes, phone, wallet, and keys stolen, and then having to give her robe back to Sofia. Then, she would be truly naked. No clothes to wear, no money, no apartment, and no way to call for help. Ava quickly stood up, moving for the door. "You're right! I need to hurry back, or he might just do it!" Ava said, earning a laugh from Sofia. "I admire the enthusiasm. I doubt he will steal anything, or anybody else. But you should definitely get back. Thanks for stopping by." Sofia said, with a dismissive wave. Ava almost ran straight out the door, but stopped in her tracks. "Do you want this robe back? I could-" Ava began, before getting cut off.

"Keep it. You need it more than me anyway." Sofia replied, shaking her head. Ava smiled, and raised an eyebrow. "You sure? I heard you say this is is the only thing you had to cover up with."

Sofia nodded, shrugging. "I'm still wearing some panties, so I think I'll be fine. Nobody would call the police for some girl doing laundry in her underwear."

With that, Sofia pushed Ava out the door. Ava found herself thankful for the robe, and ventured back to retrieve her clothes. She was able to collect all her clothes after another dry cycle, and safely re-enter her room a half hour later. Ava determined that she would need to go out and get whatever she needed to hand wash her clothes, her face still pink with the memory of being seen.