What to do with her clothes...

Mackenzie stepped inside and went to close the curtain, but noticed a couple issues.

First of all, what was she supposed to do with her suitcase? There was no cubby for it. The showers weren't exactly designed for guests to lug their luggage to the bathroom- just bringing a new outfit along would usually suffice. There was a hook for hanging things, but that obviously wasn't going to work for an entire suitcase.

Mackenzie pushed it up against the wall, slightly wedging it under a small shelf-like piece of decorative trim on the very edge of the shower. It seemed to keep it from rolling around at the very least, so she then unzipped the top and dug through her multitude of clothes to pull out...

"Aha!" exclaimed Mackenzie, yanking her towel free of the overstuffed suitcase. She held her prize up in triumph for a moment, then hung it on the hook.

With her suitcase relatively secured and her towel extracted, there was only one more major issue.

What am I gonna do with these? thought Mackenzie, looking down at her pants and shirt.

There weren't any laundry baskets available in this communal restroom, and only the one hook at each shower that she already hung her towel on. Hanging her dirty clothes at a different shower's hook didn't seem like something she should do, nor did she want to stuff the still partially puke-y shirt and pants in with all her clean clothes. Dropping them on the floor didn't feel right either, since this was a public bathroom and all.

Mackenzie contemplated heading to her room in total defeat. She'd have to walk past at least several people on the way to her room, all with a see-through wet shirt that also still had some of her vomit on it. Not the most humiliating outfit she'd worn in public, in fact not even in the top 100, so she could definitely grin and bare it.

But then what? Drop my stuff off and come right back here with just one outfit this time? Mackenzie asked herself. Either way I still need to shower...

Her first instinct at each little thing was to turn tail and run away from potential humiliation, but one more thought kept nagging Mackenzie in the back of her mind. What would Milly do?

The young brunette spitfire wouldn't let a perfectly mundane public shower intimidate her, so why should Mackenzie?

So, the redhead eyed her target all the way across the room and nodded her head.

Mackenzie slipped off her sandals and stuffed them into her suitcase. She then shut the curtain tight to both walls, double and triple checked it, and started to undress. She peeled her wet pants off, shed the soaked white shirt clinging to her chest, and slithered out of her outer clothing. Once she was down to her undies, she reached through the curtain, snatched the towel off of the hook, and wrapped it around herself.

Mackenzie hesitated for a moment first, not as long as she usually would, but definitely longer than the brave Milly. Then, she burst through the curtain and dashed all the way to the garbage can hole built into the counter attached to the sinks. She shoved her partially-puke-covered shirt and pants into the hole, which took a few good seconds to fully stuff in there. It was designed for wadded up paper towels and not wadded up outfits, but Mackenzie eventually managed to throw away her soiled clothes.

Well, they weren't exactly "thrown away" per se. Her clothes were sort of awkwardly plugging the top of the trash hole, almost like a cloth cork. Mackenzie hadn't expected it to be so small and shallow, but there wasn't really much she could do about it now. She certainly wasn't about to dig them out of the trash just cause it looked a little funky.

Mackenzie left the trash can overstuffed to the brim with her discarded outfit and started to scurry back toward the safety of her shower when a sound startled her.

Bbbbvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv!!!!!!!!

Mackenzie jumped out of her skin, and nearly out of her towel. A loud whirring noise started up in the hallway just outside the bathroom door. She caught the fabric before it fully unwrapped and fell off her body, and wrapped it more securely than before still over the top of her bra and panties.

Standing in no man's land in the center of the bathroom, Mackenzie was unsure of what to do.