The sink had damaged her skirt even further!

(Chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

So much for it being 'out of order'. The sink had continued to drip water all the time that she'd been pulling off her shoes and socks, and it had developed quite a puddle... right in a very uncomplimentary location. It would raise all kinds of questions if she went around wearing a skirt with a telltale mark like that.

She quickly grabbed her skirt to pull it out of the sink, and shake out the light traces of water as best she could. However, she'd forgotten about one little thing; the still-present tear all the way from its hem to the waist.

With that frantic gesture, Chihiro had finished the job. The skirt came completely apart in her hands rendered unwearable without being held together.

"Oh no..." She whispered to herself as realization settled in. Now she had NOTHING to wear below the waist!

Chihiro's gaze scoured the bathroom, finding small relief in that there was still no one there but her.

Okay, she had a way out of this.

Rather than lose her cool, Chihiro thought up a quick resolution. For the time being, she...