They find the shower door stuck tight, trapping them inside!

(chapter originally by Teraton at writing.com)

"Whew!" Mackenzie breathed deeply as she scrubbed the last remaining red residue off of her face. "Nice to be able to breathe again."

Lana nodded, having already scrubbed herself clean. "Much easier to move now, as well." The taller woman glanced down for a moment before blushing and turning away. "Speaking of which, we should keep moving, I think."

Mackenzie, having forgotten herself in the midst of cleaning away the adhesive, quickly turned towards to door, covering herself as she did so. "R-right," she said, her own cheeks tinting with red. Glad to be free if at least one problem, Mackenzie started to head out... only to find the door stuck.

"Is something wrong?" Lana asked from behind her. Mackenzie could hear the squeak of metal and feel the water lose its pressure as the Asian woman shut off the shower.

"No, it's just this... stupid... door!" Mackenzie went from simply turning the handle, to wrestling it with both hands, to yanking on the handle with both hands, modesty forgotten in light of freedom.

"Let me try," Lana offered, the two girls somewhat awkwardly squeezing past each other in the confined space. However, athletic as she was, she had no more luck than her redheaded ally.

"Okay." Mackenzie started, "Great. Another goddamn trap. What else is new?" The redhead grumbled, stamping her bare boot against the tile floor. "What else could go wrong?"

She soon found herself regretting those words as...