The theft of all the clothing from her locker

After unlocking and opening her locker, it only took one single second for Mackenzie's peaceful mood to be utterly shattered. Her stomach dropped upon seeing the completely empty interior of the locker. The same locker where she'd deposited her sweaty workout clothes before heading to the gym's showers. Even worse, her backpack was gone too! That meant that now, both the clothes she'd worn to the gym and her workout attire were somehow gone. Not to mention her student ID and phone! Now she didn't even have a way of contacting a friend for help.

"No, no, no!" she worriedly whispered. "Everything can't just be gone!"

An all too familiar feeling of dread was rapidly welling within the redheaded beauty. Despite her best attempts to feel around the clearly empty locker, nothing turned up. All she had to wear for the return trip from the gym was the small white towel wrapped around her body. And, while it did technically hide everything that strictly needed covering, it was far from the most secure garment.

As if to emphasize this point, Mackenzie's towel came undone from all her anxious squirming and fidgeting. She gasped and managed to quickly pick it up from the cold tiled floor. Luckily, the mostly deserted gym meant no one had been around to see that. But still, heading back to her dorm room was not going to be fun in just the drenched towel, given that winter was still in full swing.

"There's got to be something around here I can wear," she muttered to herself, hesitantly peeking her head around the bay of lockers.

She saw two other girls at the far end of the locker room, but they seemed to be the only other ones around. Part of her was tempted to ask them for help, or maybe even some clothes to borrow. But part of her was afraid they might only make things worse. Mackenzie wondered if maybe she would be better off trying to go talk to some of the gym staff instead. She could at least report the clothing theft that way (although she doubted they'd be able to do anything about it), and maybe they had a lost and found or something that they could let her use? Although, the reception desk was out in the entrance area, meaning she'd have to leave the safety of the locker rooms to attempt that approach.

While neither of those two options sounded particularly palatable to the towel-clad girl, she knew well enough by now that she needed to be proactive in her approach. Simply waiting around nearly naked in the locker room for the whole evening wasn't going to get her anywhere! ...Was it?