The clothes dissapeared

Mark offered his t-shirt to Veronica, and she gratefully accepted it. With the shirt covering her chest and part of her ass, she felt a bit more comfortable as they began their search for clothes.

They checked every corner of the music academy, looking under tables, inside lockers, and even checking the janitor's closet. Nothing. Frustration built up in Mark's throat as he wondered how they would ever find something for Veronica to wear. He glanced at Veronica, who maintained an almost eerie composure throughout. She even started to laugh and jump around, not caring about her exposed ass.

"Don't worry, Veronica," Mark reassured her, his voice cracking slightly. "I'll go to my room and get something for you to wear. It might not be the most stylish outfit, but it will keep you covered until you get to your room."

He tried to leave, but Veronica stopped him

"I'm going with you"