As Mackenzie's feet hit the ground, she found herself seeing a lot more of her neighbor than she had expected. Diane was standing in her back yard, her face mirroring Mackenzie's shock almost perfectly; also perfectly mirrored was her state of attire. Diane was completely naked!
There was a brief moment in which the two ladies stood stunned, each surprised at the sight before them, before they realized what was happening and they hastily covered themselves with their hands.
"What the hell are you doing here? Why are you naked?!" Diane shrieked, backing away from Mackenzie while cradling her breasts with her arms and crossing her legs awkwardly.
"Why are you naked?!" Mackenzie shot back, choosing to cover her generous chest with one arm while covering her crotch with her free hand.
"It's my property, I can be naked if I want! You're the one in the wrong here, get the hell out of my back yard!" Diane retorted, her face starting to turn from surprise to anger.
"I can't, I'm locked out and I thought I could get some clothes from your back yard." Mackenzie answered, hoping to convince Diane to help her out.
"Well, clearly there's nothing back here, so you're out of luck." Diane snapped. "Now get out of here and leave me alone."
"Can't you just give me something from your house? I'll return it, I'll pay you, just name it!"
"Well I can't! I'm... well, I'm locked out of my house too..." Diane replied, her expression turning sheepish.
Diane quickly explained herself to Mackenzie. She had put her laundry out to dry, as usual, and waited for it to dry. Taking a shower to kill time, Diane decided to forgo getting dressed before heading into her back yard, instead planning to just dress of the clothesline. Unfortunately for her, somebody had swiped her laundry off the line. This would have just been an annoyance, had the door not slammed shut and locked behind her after stepping outside.
Neither woman particularly cared for the other, but they were in a similar predicament. Two heads are better than one, and perhaps they could figure out a solution that wasn't entirely humiliating. OR... they could pretend to work together, neither one entirely trusting the other not to betray the other at the earliest possibility. Or they could make the situation so much worse, actively fighting each other for the sake of getting their own predicament solved, to hell with the other woman's problems.
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