Yes, eventually

Chaz and Melissa approached the checkout counter, but the cashier, a big, Polynesian dude with his first whiskers coming in, gave them a skeptical look.

"I'm sorry, but we have a 'no shirt, no shoes, no service' policy," he said, eyeing Chaz's bare chest and Melissa's bare legs.

Chaz tried to charm him. "Aw come on, we're just trying to buy some clothes. Help us out?"

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The cashier remained firm. "I understand, but it's store policy. I can't ring you up like that."

Chaz sighed. "Alright, no problem. Joan, can you handle this?"

Joan nodded and took the clothes. "You two wait outside. I've got this."

Chaz and Melissa stepped out of the store, standing awkwardly in the mall corridor. As everyone and their mothers passed by. Melissa just focused on tugging at Chaz's shirt, trying to keep herself covered. She felt exposed and ****, but also oddly grateful to Chaz for going above and beyond and giving up his own shirt off his back to help her.

"Thanks again for the shirt," she said softly. "And for buying me clothes."

Chaz grinned. "No worries. People usually don't stay naked for that long on our streams. Least we can do is get you covered up."

As they waited, Melissa couldn't help noticing the stares from passersby. Some people quickly averted their eyes, while others openly gawked. She heard whispers and giggles. Almost over, we're almost out of the woods, she reminded herself.

After what felt like an eternity, Joan emerged from the store with a shopping bag. "All set!" she announced. "Let's find a bathroom so you can change."

Melissa felt a wave of relief. Soon she'd be properly dressed again. As they walked towards the restrooms, she found herself walking closer to Chaz, almost using his shirtless body as a shield from prying eyes.