"Fine." Kelsey said, defeated. She glanced around her small section of hallway and slipped her top off of her body, exposing her bra. She adjusted its straps briefly as running around had caused her boobs to bounce violently.
Standing in the hall with her shirt in her hands and only one piece of lingerie against her skin Kelsey got even more nervous. She started to feel lightheaded and her arms and legs tingled with goosebumps.
She bent down, covering her butt from the invisible peepshow occurring behind her, and stuffed part of her shirt under the door with one hand. After a few seconds the shirt was quickly yanked under the door.
Kelsey stood, one hand covering her butt and the other rubbing her now exposed stomach.
"Okay, Robin, can you let me in now?"
"That's not how this works."
"Robin!"
"What? We're playing my game by my rules."
"I though we were playing life?"
Robin mumbled from behind the door. "Hey, I can just jump out the window! I don't have to be helping you."
But you aren't helping me. You caused this! Kelsey thought to herself.
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