Run!

Well, she couldn't stay here forever. Caitlin stiffened, shifting where she was. Ok.

Nervously she looked out at the rest of the bar. Oh god, there were far too many people, though judging by the clock it was late so at least she wouldn't be in broad daylight once she got out.

Though getting out was the problem. Ok, the exit was... there. Past the whole length of the bar.

Well sitting where she was wasn't making anything easier. Caitlin steeled herself, kept her arms where they were, tightly crossed over her tits, and slid out of the booth.

Immediately it felt like everyone had turned to look at her. Awkwardly she kept her eyes on the door, hoping her paranoia and nerves were wrong.

God, she felt so exposed.

She quickened her step, cheeks reddening as her bare skin brushed past clothed strangers.

Just don't move your arms, she repeated in her head. No showing anything.

"Hey," someone said.

Caitlin hurried on.

"Hey you!" Suddenly someone grabbed her shoulder, turning her around.

Caitlin came to a sudden stop, back to the door and facing the barman. She squealed slightly, visibly uncomfortable at having to face someone in her current state.

"As much as we appreciated the show, the deal was for half off," he said. "You're not getting out without paying."

Killer Frost hadn't paid? Caitlin suppressed a sigh. Of course she hadn't.

She shifted, flushing deeper when she had to move one arm from her chest to pat down her pockets. Killer Frost had to have cash somewhere...

With only one arm covering her boobs, her current state felt all the more obvious. In addition to a clearer side-view from one side, a lone arm was thinner, only really succeeding in hiding her nipples from view, but pressing hard enough in her embarassment that it only accentuated her cleavage. She couldn't even hide the underside.

With mounting horror, though, her other hand was struggling to find even a cent in her pockets. No doubt Killer Frost had expected to skip the bill with a display of her powers, but Caitlin couldn't use them.

Nothing. She didn't have any cash, and she was face-to-face with an impatient barman, and on top of all of that she was topless in god-only-knows where.

With no other option, Caitlin slowly removed her hand from her pocket-

And started sprinting, even more red faced. She suppressed the urge to say sorry; she could pay them back later, but he couldn't expect her to stick around like this!

Thankfully she caught him by surprise, getting out of his grasp and crossing other other arm again over her chest, barging through the door without opening it.

She gulped in the night air, goosebumps raising as the cool pressed against parts of her body her usual conservative dress sense would never have allowed it near.