An unexpected request

"Oh Rose..." Her mother's voice made her snap to attention, she had been looking off into an empty patch of wall while she processed what she'd just done, but getting interacted with this quickly, she was fully taken off guard "Be a dear and check the mail please"

The mail? Rose bit her lip, she was sitting here in literally just a robe, expecting to eat breakfast. "But, what if my eggs get cold?" She asked meekly, looking between mother and father with a hopeful look. This excuse would work, the food one always works because it makes sense. Though, from the corner of her eye she saw her father shrug.

"Eh, it'll only take a second, you'll be back before you know it!" He said with that typical charming smile of his "Besides, what's the issue anyways?" Indeed, what is the issue indeed, Rose thought. Well, at the very least the dining area didn't have a view of the front of the house, so if anything _did _happen she wouldn't be spotted...by her parents at least.

Letting out a sigh, Rose lightly chuckled "Okay fine, I'll just be a minute..." She used the response as a cover to check that her robe was pulled down, before gathering her strength...and standing. The first thing she noticed was a small rush of air between her legs, tickling her vulva, causing the poor redhead to develop a blush. Hearing her parents getting to eating she used the chance to beat a hasty retreat, leaving the room and heading over to a mirror to inspect herself.

Firstly, her robe was just short enough to tell that she wasn't wearing any pants, or at least the long legged ones she'd been wearing, which was an issue. Rose also couldn't close the top enough to cover her plunging neckline, that V going down _just _far enough that it'd mean she would be assumed to be wearing an especially skimpy top...all that and her lack of footwear, she was woefully unprepared for a mailrun, but at the same time she smirked. It was just like one of those videos, an outfit that barely protected the wearer and a nice simple goal that is made ever more complex as the journey goes on.

Filled with a new appreciation for her situation, determination to complete her task and arousal, Rose sauntered over toward the door. Running her hand over her robe, wondering if she should try flashing someone, the situation was under her control, this was planned, so the goalposts were hers to place. Grabbing the door handle she unlocked the door, opening it _just _so, enough for her to get a look at the street. Satisfied, she squeezed through the door, pulling it closed right behind her...

Click

Rose blinked as she realised what she'd done in an attempt to be sneaky, her front door was always on a latch, if it closed that way, it would lock...that's what the click was, the sound of her front door locking, no biggie she can just grab the mail and knock the door.

But as she tried to take a step, she felt a tugging at the back of her robe, turning to look was more troublesome than expected, as she seemed rooted in place until...Rose realised what had happened. The front door was locked, and her robe was stuck in it...she had no way of opening that door without getting her parents attention and given they think she's in her PJs they'll ask why she didn't just slip it off to use another door.

This was just like the enf videos that Rose didn't think were all that realistic, but it turns out karma has a funny way of making itself known...