No way in hell, am I doing this! I'm sneaking out the window!

Why did I have to put on a show for these girls anyway? Haven't they seen enough me already? I raided my drawers and closet until I found a faded green long-sleeved tee shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a pair of pink boxer shorts (note to self: never throw anything red with your whites again). I hassled into my clothes before the girls decided to check up on me. Throwing on a pair of flip flops, I pulled up my window and decided to sneak out of it.

Unfortunately, once I maneuvered myself outside into the backyard the window fell shut right on to my sleeve. I pulled hard hoping my guests wouldn't come to inspect the noise. Try as I might, I couldn't open up the window from the outside so I continued to yank my shirt to no avail.

Suddenly, I heard a noise. I began to panic. Giving up on the shirt I decided to slip right out of it to leave it dangling on the window sill. I was bare-chested now but free to move. Then I heard the noise again.