Interrupted by a knock on the bedroom door

“Wake up dooface!” You heard your sister Gwen call out as she banged on your bedroom door, “you up yet?”

“Mmmmhhhh,” you responded, hoping she didn’t notice your more feminine pitch.

“Get some pants on,” she said, “I have friends coming over. They should be here in five. So please try not to act like a total idiot, ok?”

“Mmmmhhhh,” you responded once more.

“Great. Oh, by the way, I’m gonna’ hop in the shower real quick. If anyone gets here early, let them in for me.”

You stood perfectly still, waiting with bated breath until you heard the bathroom door open and close.

The situation was bad, REALLY bad. If you didn’t leave before Gwen’s friends arrived, you’d be trapped in your room the whole day. You’d have no other chance to escape before your parents got home. And it would be near impossible to hide this from them for two hole days! You had to leave right that very instant. But what about your clothes? Or rather, your lack thereof.