It’s been 10 minutes…but

Charolette grabbed the box and pulled on the lid. But it didn’t budge.

I could’ve sworn it’s been 10 minutes.

She looked down at the timer on the box. It’s had indeed been 10 minutes, but the timer did not read 0:00. It read 09:50. She hadn’t set the time lock to 10 minutes. She set it to 10 hours. Her clothes, as well as her phone keys and wallet, were locked away until 10 am.

Panic set it. Charolettes hands jolted to cover herself up. All of her confidence vanished in an instant. She was stuck naked on campus.

The class she was modeling for was the first class of the day in that building, starting at 8am. It ran for an hour and 50 minutes. Which meant Charolette wasn’t going to be able to get back her clothes and other belongings until 10 minutes after class.

Oh no. This is not good. How could I be so stupid. I can’t stay here all night. Especially like this!

She contemplated her options. She could try and break the box to get the key out. Or maybe if she searched the building she could find something to cover her self up, like a left behind coat. She could also try and sneak back home and just retrieve her items tomorrow after class.