There's bad traffic

"...there's bad traffic, and Dad had to go nearly an hour away to find a laundromat scince the one nearby is closed. Once he got there, that one had also closed early. He said we need to eat here tonight, and he's coming home now while you were in the shower."

"What? When will he get back?"

"Probably not for 2 hours, since he has to stop by the grocery store. On the way back."

"Shit, and none of my clothes will be clean either. But at least I'll have a shirt to wear."

"The way you're acting, I almost can't tell you're in only your underwear."

It took me a minute to register what she meant, and then look at myself. Here I was, sprawled on the couch nude in front of the better part of my family, and yet I seemed to not even notice. I thought it was odd, that I should be more embarrassed. But now that the initial shock and embarrassment was over, having no access to appropriate clothes really made me feel kind of silly. So what if I had no shirt on? I knew I had a decent sized chest, and its not like I was on the street or anything. A couple of hours with an exposed chest was nothing I couldn't handle, considering I'd already been seen nude by both my sisster and Mom.