You go to the backyard.

You can't go home and Samantha vindictively had locked you out of her house and garage so you have **** but to flee back to her backyard.

After making sure that your guests aren't looking in your direction you quickly walk towards the gate while grasping the heavy soaked towel. You smile to yourself when you find the gate is unlocked and swing it open only to find Samantha standing there waiting with the garden hose in her hand.

"Shit," you mutter before she sprays your face with the hose. You turn and try to flee but you find yourself held back.

"I want my towel back, Hometown," she demands.