The morning after

"Hi, Candace," Janice pestered her groaning and naked daughter, "did you sleep well last night?"

"No mom, I-" Candace stirred before stopping to realize that the previous day had, in fact, really happened and was not a Lynchian nightmare. Yes, she had started the day with a full set of clothes on her body and her bag checked with all her essentials. Yes, she had lost every single stitch of clothing on her body - her jeans and shoes, her panties and shirt, and coat - at the airport and on the plane. Yes, she had lost everything in the bag when it was damaged in transport. Yes, she regained cover in the form of a shotglass bikini (a band name more than anything to be taken seriously) before losing it again. Yes, she lost her phone at the taxi, in addition to losing her wallet and ID at the airports. Yes, she was in trouble with her school and dreading the consequences in what would be her final semester at college. Yes, she still had yet to clothe herself even at her parents' house. Yes, she had to sleep completely naked in a chilly living room by herself without even a blanket. Yes, she was still, right at this very moment, in her birthday suit. But that would soon come to an end - even in the chaos of last night, she had managed to put a stop to the madness and order some fresh clothes on Amazon, sparing no expense in getting it delivered in the morning - this morning!

"-I was very cold!" Candace regained her bearings.

"Well, you should've cuddled with us!" her mother teased.

"Mom, I'm 23!" Candace retorted as she started getting up, "and can you make an appointment with the DMV for later today? I need to get a new driver's license ASAP, and I don't want to wait in line too long."

"Of course, sweetie," Janice walked over to the phone, "I'll tell them you're coming at noon."

"Thanks, mom," Candace perked up at what a new day would bring. Looking at the clock, she saw it was 8:58 a.m., a good time for the Amazon driver to be coming. Her heart started racing when she heard a knock at the door.

"Oh! Those must be my clothes," Candace cheered to her mother in the kitchen as she ran to the door. She was still completely naked, but at this point had not a care in the world about it after all that had happened.