Christie and Elly's journey turns "convenient"

While a stark naked and literally butthurt Trish hung helplessly out in the open and thought of her options, Christie and Elly had found a solution that suited both with their towel situation.

Well, sort of.

The two friends walked side by side as close and huddled as they could, their hips touching each other. Elly walked to the right and Christie to the left. The towel was still intact, but they had decided to not do the rock, paper, scissors game. Elly held the towel with her right hand and Christie with her left, stretching the towel as far as it could go in front of them, making sure it shielded their nipples and their crotches from view.

However, if anyone walked up behind the two, they would be served a delightfully embarrassing sight, at least from Elly's and Christie's point of view: Holding the towel the way they did meant that they had to sacrifice the cover of their naked asses.

"So... What is the plan exactly?" Elly asked, confused.

"Honestly, just to find clothes really. Any clothes. If not that, at least to get back to security without being seen. Not being seen is my main target at least" Christie replied. Elly nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Trish had made her decision. After a long thought, she had decided to risk it. She had to jump down, before anyone noticed her hanging there. Her positioning made the whole ordeal even worse, and the risk of the fall was worth it. She just had to count down.

"1..." she whispered to herself.

"2...."

"Hey! Look!" Trish suddenly heard a voice call out behind her. "Shit... I'm discovered..."

"It's... it's Trish!"

Trish suddenly noticed a recognition in the voices speaking.

"Elly? Christie?!"

She turned her head, and her suspicions were confirmed. "Oh my god, am I happy it's you two!"

The two suddenly went quiet for a moment, before Elly spoke. "Honestly, I'm happy to see you as well. Especially like this."

Trish's tone turned into a slightly more angry one. "HEY! Help me down instead of ogling my body!"

Elly and Christie looked at their only cover: The towel. With a simultaneous sigh and two red faces, they dropped it to the ground, once again standing stark naked right in the open. They stretched their arms out to catch Trish's fall.

As they put their naked friend back to the ground, Christie's curiosity peaked.

"So...what happened here exactly?"

"It's...it's umm... it's a long story. All you need to know right now is that Isabel needs to be stopped, even if that's the last thing we do. And um..."

"And what?"

"She's got footage. Like, really bad footage. We don't have much time..."