Kim unravels Neve´s skirt

“S-so, as I was saying, I can make a new logo for your campaign… and...” Uh-oh, Miss Couturiere wasn’t paying attention… well, how could she? Neve looked like the fool of the century. They say first impressions are the most important… but maybe there was a chance to salvage this and get a fresh start? “Erm, excuse me? May I go to the bathroom to freshen up a bit?”

The stern businesswoman tilted her head downwards. “No need to ask for permission, I am not your mother.”

“Hehe, you are right, silly me! In t-the meantime, why don’t you take a look at my portfolio? You’ll see the best ads I ever designed on my career.” Neve pushed her briefcase towards the middle-aged businesswoman and got away from the table in a hurry.

Ugh, that had been painfully awkward. Neve opened the bathroom’s faucet and washed her face. First things first, wiping away that coffee stain… huh?!

The good news was that the stain was gone. The bad news was that so was her dress… or at least most of it. Neve could not believe it. She patted her body to be sure, caressing her slim stomach, even poking her belly button. At least her panties were still there…

The hell happened to her skirt? It was almost gone. Everything below her lacy black bra had disappeared! Wait, had she walked to the bathroom like that? In front of everyone?! No wonder the barista looked at her weirdly. But what happened? Neve narrowed her dark eyes. She found the reason.

A little string of fabric ran from the remains of her dress all the way out of the bathroom. The dress unraveled! If she were a betting woman, Neve would put money that she would find a piece of fabric stuck to a loose nail or something on the other end of the string. Why did her life turn into a cartoon this morning?

Well, there was no way she could exit the bathroom like as she was, and fixing her dress was all but impossible… but she also couldn’t let Miss Coutiere wait for her forever. She needed that job… what could she do?