The trousers don't last

Naomi turned towards the classroom and took a step.

RIP!

And suddenly her bright white panties were on display again.

"I split my trousers!" she gasped in shock.

"You split my trousers!" I corrected her.

She turned back to me, accompanied by another tearing noise as the trousers ripped more.

"Well, looks like we're back in the same position." Naomi said.

"Looks like we're slightly worse off." I said, "Any more bright ideas?"

"Lost property?" she suggested.

"That's way over the other side of the school."

"Don't worry, I know a shortcut."

"The last time we took one of your shortcuts was when you drove us to the cinema, we were stuck in the one-way system for an hour."

"I know, but trust me."