Parking lot

As the night cast long shadows across the empty parking lot, Ms. Webb glanced at Travis with a mixture of concern and hesitation. "I'm afraid we can't find anything here," she admitted, her voice soft but laced with a hint of apology. Travis's heart sank, his cheeks burning as he stood there, desperately trying to cover himself with his hands. "Don't worry, Travis," she reassured him, her tone warm and steady. "I'll drive you home. My car is just outside." She turned to lead the way, but Travis hesitated, his mind racing with the humiliating thought of being seen naked in the parking lot.