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Chapter 7 by anonenffan anonenffan

What should Rose do with her tablecloth stuck?

Stay calm and wait, hope for the best.

Just wait. If she didn't move or make a sound, then she wouldn't be noticed. All Rose had to do, was not move.

She waited in her crawling position hoping for the best. The car that had just pulled into the driveway of the house was quite. Rose could hear the car door open, followed by a jingle of keys.

Should Rose crawl away? No, there was no reason to panic if she hadn't been spotted yet. Still, she wished that she was on the other side of the car she hiding behind, and that her tablecloth covered more of her obviously naked body. But Rose had **** to play with the cards she was dealt.

The sound of shoes meeting pavement could be heard. The person was walking. All Rose needed was for this person to go inside. It was a brief moment, but it felt like an eternity to Rose. The red head's heart raced as she held her breath.

Rose could hear more jingling of a set of keys, and it suddenly stopped. She didn't hear the door open, so what did this mean?

"Oh right, the mail," said a voice.

Rose's eyes widened. She slowly turned her head and saw a mailbox nearby, a few feet away from the car she was hiding next to. That person was coming. Worse, they were going to turn around, and she was only beside the back of the parallel parked car! The tablecloth was still caught, and Rose really wasn't sure how to free it without ripping it yet. Once that person turned around, they would see her!

Rose is about to be found! What should she do?

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