Running Late

*BRIIIIIIIIING*

The school bell rings, signaling the end of the period. Unfortunately, as Ashely shoots up out of bed, she realizes the school bell had been her alarm clock, disguised by the facade of a dream. As she flops back down onto her pillow, Ashely feels the now familiar squishiness of wet padding between her legs. Glancing up at the time, Ashley audibly curses:

7:30AM

Doing some quick math, Ashely quickly realizes she had slept through her first alarm, instead waking up to her secondary alarm (to remind her to leave for work). Running frantically around her bedroom, Ashley throws together a (mostly) matching outfit, but pauses at her underwear drawer...Ashley curses again. Nothing clean. If she leaves now, Ashley could probably make the first bell at 7:55, but she would not have nearly enough time to run a load of her panties through the washer, dry them, and get to work without being written up. Looking for a creative solution, Ashley glances around the room.