She goes out, naked and afraid

"Can I at least have my stuff?" Jenn asked sheepishly.

"What stuff?" Rhonda scoffed, "you made the decision to strip off and run naked in my gym. Now stand by it and say it with your chest. Out, or I'm calling the cops!"

Sighing, Jenn turned around and opened the crash-bar door to the outside, leaving her clothes and her belongings inside. Great, she thought, now she had to find a way to get home, get dressed, and get back in the gym to get her stuff.