The liquid courage from her gut gave Miki enough of an adrealine rush to meekly let out "Hey, I got an idea..." The gathered gals hushed, focused on their friend as she spit the rest out.
"Elizabeth, I love you, but the plan is flawed somewhat, we strip, come down, and go back to the room. But, then our stuff is at the top, while we're at the bottom."
-DING-
"Ohhhh shiiiiiiitt, god that'd be embarassing! We can't just chicken out tho-"
"No, here's the thing. There's the hill we are about to go down to the chair, we could do that a few times."
"And our stuff?" Rachel blurted out clinging to her overpriced bulked jacket.
"The hot tubs. They're closed so people won't go in them, we hide our stuff there by the chairs, and go on with our bad selves. So to speak."
The four girls looked at each other in contemplation, while Yuki tried to keep her gaze off Miki too long, switching between the other friends in their ensemble.
-DING-
The elevator doors opened as a drunk man in his twenties looked at the women, hiccuped and fell over before being able to get on.
-DING-
One floor left to decide, which plan do they go with?
-DING-
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