Yes, she wants to get home now

"Just give me my key. I'll make a run for it."

"Alright, your call." Alissa conceded before handing over the key.

Hannah took a deep breath before quickly saying goodbye to Alissa. She decided to take the shortest way home, which led through the park adjacent to the appartement complex. She knew a lot of people that lived there, but hopefully most would be well asleep by now. Then, there was nothing to do but run. Hannah, naked as the day she was born, had to cross two roads before even arriving at the park. She was filled with adrenaline, which made her a bit more reckless than she perhaps aught to be.

Rather than opting for a sneaky approach, she was more or less sprinting straight into the park. The coast seemed clear, so she streaked across the grass in full view of countless appartements. It was late though, and most windows were dark. Hannah was focussed only on getting home as quickly as possible. She was almost there too, as her own backyard bordered the park. She just had to make it across a final path through a wooded area and she'd be right home.

It was on this final stretch that she ran into issues. Hannah rounded the corner at full speed. She bumped straight into a group of people smoking cigarettes in that dark wooded corridor. Hannah practically fell into a boy's arms, but came in too hot. The collision knocked the wind out of her and caused her to drop her keys in the dark. She scrambled to her feet, blushing and out of breath. The guy she knocked over also stood up, almost aggressively, but his mood shifted once he noticed just who had crashed into him. How could he be angry as a petite and completely nude girl stood right before him. His friends could not believe their eyes either.

Hannah did not stick around to find out what they would do. She clamped her hands over her breasts and between her legs and ran. Her backyard was right there, just a few more steps through the dark. Behind her the group erupted into stunned laughter. Someone called after her, but she did not look back.

She slipped through the gate and into her own garden, heart hammering. The door was right in front of her. Home. She grabbed for the handle, her other hand already going for the key.

Nothing.

Hannah froze. She looked at her empty palm, then down at her feet. The key. She had dropped it. It was still out there in the dark, somewhere around those people.

She stood in her backyard, completely nude, trying to catch her breath. The door was locked, of course. It had been locked all night. She could hear the group on the path, not far at all. They had not left. If anything, they sounded closer. Talking. Laughing. Maybe even looking at whatever she had dropped.

Her bedroom window was still open on the other side of the house. There was a ladder in the garden she could use. She would have to drag the bulky thing out the gate and around to the street, rattling with every step, with no way to cover herself. Then again, she'd already been spotted plenty. What was a brief climb up the ladder? Then again, the key was only a few meters back, and they were standing right on top of it. She could just... ask. They had already seen everything.