Ask Ming Zhao for help(Girlfriend path)

I groan and rush to Ming Zhao's front door. I really don't want her to see me like this. Not only had she seen me utterly humiliated before, but she had the misfortune to be dragged in with me.

The first time I had to sneak home through her backyard, where she was sunbathing nude. The second time, she helped to escort me home after I was fired. She called a taxi and took me to her place, where the cab door caught on her dress and tore it off. On a day when she didn't wear underwear or a bra, no less!

Ironically, the incidents served to bring us closer together. She was very understanding when I landed in her backyard and we exchanged names. After the taxi incident, she invited me inside for drinks and "dessert." So far, we'd only been on one date.

I knocked twice and waited for her to come. The door opened to a very surprised Ming Zhao. Her hair and skin were wet and she had a towel wrapped around herself. She must have just gotten out of the shower.

"Oh Ahab, not again," she said.

"Yeah, again," I said. "Damn neighborhood dogs."

"How the hell can you be this unlucky?" Her voice was sweet and full of sympathy, unlike the usual mocking I got from my other neighbors.

"I don't know, but I really need your help here," I said. "Can I come inside?"

She pushed open the screen door and stepped outside to look around. "What happened to your clothes? Can't you find them?"

"They're completely torn up. There's nothing left for me to wear. Please just let me in!"

"Okay, okay! Relax!" She said. "I'm here and we're in front of my house. We're not going to have a repeat of last time."

Her eyes widened as the door slammed shut behind her, locking us both outside.