Shirt lost!

Kat burst out laughing as she saw her sister's distress. Keira, shirt now gone, clutched her arms tightly over her small bra. She often wore a pushup bra, but today, since her shirt hadn't been form fitting she'd gone for a more comfortable cotton bra. It didn't really have cups, just a piece of blue fabric over her small bust.

Finally, after another full minute on the ride they slid to a stop. The bar lifted up and Keira staggered out. All around people were chuckling at her situation, and the audience was laughing uproariously.

"Did you see my shirt?!" Keira asked the attendant.

"Nope." The woman grinned as she lied through her teeth.

"Well, go look for it!" Keira demanded.

"We're not responsible for lost items." The woman replied woodenly.

"I don't see it anywhere." Kat said with a quick look around.

"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find you something to wear." Kat said, taking Keira by the bare shoulder and leading her away as everyone around laughed at her...