Of course, there's only one thing that can happen when an immovable object meets an unstoppable ****.
The sound of tearing fabric echoes through the store and Olivia suddenly stumbles backwards, clutching a few torn scraps of her T-shirt but nothing else.
She freezes in place for a moment, suddenly realising that even if she manages to extract her T-shirt from the shelf it's not going to be of any use to her now. There is literally no way for her to put her T-shirt back on.
Dropping the scraps she quickly brings her arms up to cover her bra covered breasts, her mind racing with fear and a little excitement, trying to work out her best course of action.
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