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Silvia walks around her rinky-dink apartment, water dripping everywhere, looking for something to dry off with.

Her room has been ransacked, again. The other drow were always picking on her, drawing embarrassing things on her face while she slept, changing the lock on her door so she couldn't get back in, putting spiders in her bed (she was the only drow she knew that was scared of them), etc. It had been at least a month since someone had decided to steal her clothes.

"It was probably Ch'Esty or Kuhur Vee. Maybe K'Aren," Silvia sat down on her bed, her shapely derriere leaving a lovely butt-shaped wet spot on the sheet-less mattress. "Oh who am I kidding, it could have been anyone."

Silvia sat there for a while, trying to let herself air dry, but the room was too humid.

"G-guess I'm going out..." Silvia mutters, a blush coming over her once again as she prepares to step back out into world, naked, wet, and smelling like a loose, cheap floozy.

She puts a hand on her pussy (it's just wet because of the shower... r-right? I d-don't get off on this!), and the other on the door knob. Silvia takes a deep breath and opens the door, gingerly stepping outside into the chilly hallway.

She immediately slaps her free hand across her chest, feeling just how hard her nipples have gotten (j-just because its cold!).

Her apartment door slams shut with a loud *klunk* that makes Silvia realize the door was locked and she wont be able to get back in.

Suddenly, Silvia hears laughter echoing in the hall. Someone's coming!

The flustered little dark elf looks in both directions, trying to figure out where its coming from as panic washes over her. She's used to embarrassing things happening, but this is just too much, even for her. She quickly darts down the hallway, hoping she's not moving towards another set of would-be tormentors.