You messaged Lisa for help

In desperation, you pulled out your phone and messaged Lisa.

I think I lost my clothes. Do you have some boys' clothes in my size?

A moment later, her reply popped up, teasing as always.

"Oh, why? You looked pretty in this. =P"

You groaned internally. Now wasn’t the time for jokes. You quickly typed back.

I think my mom is here. I don’t want her to see me in a state like this.

Lisa’s response was quicker this time.

"Come and find me. I’m at Changing Room 4. Let me see what we can do."

Without hesitation, you made your way toward Changing Room 4, hoping that Lisa could help you figure out a solution before it was too late.