Rose waits

Rose stood there, still unable to believe what was happening. This entire morning seemed to be one crazy incident after another.

Cautiously she poked her head out of the curtain, making sure to keep her body covered. Sure enough the boob tube and mini skirt were still laying on the floor a few metres from her cubical, but to get them she'd have to step out, completely naked.

She ducked back into the cubical, once again catching sight of her naked body in the mirrors, knowing there was no way of not seeing herself. Slowly she closed her eyes willing some form of escape.

Technically this was all Mike's fault. If he hasn't spilt the OJ this morning none of this would have happened.

She couldn't help but let out a small hysterical laugh. Who would have thought that the simple act of spilling OJ on her jeans at breakfast would result in her being trapped in a changing room completely naked by lunchtime?

How long had Talia been gone anyway? Had she just abandoned her? The longer she stood here naked, the more risk there was of being caught, or worse, someone cleaning away the only clothing she knew where was.