No, gets worse.

As I enter the lost and found, I notice a lot of small items. Mostly toys and children clothing. Nothing that will fit me or replace my sweatpants. I bend down to check under the table in case something useful fell. As I do, I feel how much more my panties have ripped just walking up the stairs. They are totally ripped and are left loose flapping disconnected. Feeling how uncomfortable this feels when I move, I decided to take them off. I peeked out the door to make sure no one has come up to the mezzanine. Seeing the it clear I shut the door and strip my bottom half. Quickly pulling my sweatpants back up real high. I stuff the useless panties into my pockets. Being aroused from my lack of underwear I notice my nips getting extra hard. I rub them for a second trying to make them less noticeable. I suppose it’s back to the room to see if I missed something In my bag.