Uniform Fitting

I walk down the passageway, which to my surprise is void of any guards, only the cold air that numbs my naked body. Lexa somehow senses my confusion and says "Don't worry, I relieved all the guards here."

We arrive in the lobby, where Lexa had placed some clothes. I grab the pants first and practically leap into them. I've got to get warm right this moment. It's a tight fit, but it should do for now. Next, I put the shirt on, which also seems a bit too tight. To my surprise, the boots prove to be a good fit.

I bend down to tie the laces when I hear the sound of my new pants tearing. With the laces done, I stand up to check out the damage. My Dravenport Curse is still upon me, with the crotch of my pants having a large hole for my genitals to hang out of. My heart sinks as the room echoes with Lexa's roaring laughter.

"You don't have a spare pair?"

"Nope." I don't think it's possible for anyone to smile harder than Lexa is right now."C'mon, we best get this done quickly, considering your situation."