What's next?
"Get clothes!"
Chelsea tossed her arms up in exasperation.
"I don't like your attitude," I chided her, "I told you no, and never. In fact, I think we should do something special for your naked debut."
"No no no!" Chelsea began shouting, "if you take me outside like this I'm going to yell and everyone will call the cops."
"Well, then have fun being a hermit," I shrugged.
Chelsea ran up to me and grabbed my chin, turning my face to gaze into her wide eyes as she put her forehead on mine.
"Give me my fucking clothes, god damn it," she whispered rushedly.
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