The couch

Despite everything that had happened, Candace did not want to be sandwiched between her parents for the night. So, bereft of any clothing or anything at all to make her human except for her hair tied up, Candace lay on the couch in a fetal position, cuddling herself more for warmth than for any real modesty at this point.

More than 12 hours had passed since the last time clothes had been on her body, and by the time her clothes arrived in the morning it would likely be 24. Candace would never have thought she would be nude in public at all, much less for a whole day! She was dreading what to do with the student board, but that would have to be tomorrow, once this surreal episode had come to an end.

Even with her body heat wrapped around herself, Candace's slender frame shivered severely from the drafty living room, and needing something to help with it she let her hair down and threw her hair tie onto the floor. Now she was even more naked (as if that had been remotely possible), but with her hair covering her shoulders she felt slightly warmer and infinitesimally more covered. Even with this tiny gain, she continued shivering all night as she tried to succumb to her intense drowsiness and drifted in and out of episodes of what might be considered a shallow form of sleep.

Meanwhile on the east coast, Broodman Hall was empty as the last students had left for the holidays the previous night and the staff had cleaned and locked up after them. It was 7 in the morning but still pitch black as a dark blue Rivian van pulled up. The delivery driver got out, and eager to get his shift done as fast as possible ran to the glass doors, only to feel them not budge at his pull and see the words "Closed for Winter Break - please contact Housing Services for further inquiries." taped to the inside of one of them.

Seeing no one was inside and no lights were on, the man simply put the box of clothes somewhere on the concrete under the roof and safe from the snow, behind an artificial potted plant. He took a picture of the box and sent a notification to the phone number on file. With that, he marked it as delivered and sprinted back to the van to continue his work in the terrible cold.