They find something worse

Mackenzie winced. She'd been found out. She thought about lifting her feet and acting like she wasn't here, but figured that might just draw the ire of these three strangers. Especially the two troublemakers of the group. If they know, they know. They're not goldfish that'll forget I'm here just cause I hide... Maybe they'll even get me out of this predicament by helping me find my suitcase... thought Mackenzie.

The redhead quietly shuffled toward the stall door and reached out for the lock so she could talk to them face to face. With two fingers on the lock and her other arm across the bra showing through her see-through top, Mackenzie took in a big breath and...

"So whose do you think it is?" asked Heather.

Mackenzie froze, confused.

Milly's stall door closed a few stalls to Mackenzie's right. She could be heard walking and then turning on the sink. She asked, "What is it?"

The stall door directly adjacent on Mackenzie's right slammed into the wall adjoining them. When the other two answered Milly, Mackenzie finally realized what was going on.

Heather said, "It's someone's whole-ass suitcase..."

In the half a foot of space under each stall, Mackenzie could see two pairs of feet standing just outside the door next to hers, and just inside that stall she could see a very familiar set of four wheels sitting on the floor.

Mackenzie silently slapped her forehead. Of coooourse! I just ran to the wrong stall! she thought to herself. It's not like a luggage goblin came in here and stole it, or it grew legs and ran away on its own! How could I be so stupid?!

The feet walked away, rolling the suitcase with them. All three girls gathered around the sinks with it.

"Should we like, report it or something?" asked Milly as she finished washing her hands and shut off the sink.

"Hey! Maybe it's got some more teeny weeny bikinis for you to try on in front of the pool boy! I say we take it," answered Harmony.

Heather agreed, "I'm with Harm, gotta at least check if it's full of gold doubloons before we give up our booty to the lost and found."

Mackenzie bit one finger nervously. Oooooooohhh, I hope they just leave it! she thought to herself. She stayed quiet and motionless.

"I'm seriously gonna crash out if you guys keep with the teeny weeny bikini thing!" demanded Milly, "We're turning it in to, like, some security guy or the lost and found or something. Then we're going about our day and we're all gonna wear perfectly normal swimsuits, and that's final!"

Mackenzie was, again, very impressed with how strongly this Milly girl was resisting the teasing of her friends, but she certainly didn't care for her plans for the luggage!

Wheels could be heard rolling toward the exit of the bathroom.

Mackenzie's throat went dry. If they took her suitcase, she'd either have to wait here for her shirt to dry OR go looking for it with her bra on display! But, if she let her presence be known, they might make her come out right now, meaning at least three people would see her in a see-through top!

This isn't the way I'm supposed to start my humiliation-free vacation! Mackenzie grumbled in her head.