I’m not wearing any clothes.
Ugh, first I teleport three feet to the side and no later than 24 hrs I’m suddenly stark naked? It’s going to take a toll on my mental health for sure, but other than that I’ll be really frustrated because I’m wearing my favourite shirt right now
Not at all. I’m in bed and what I’m wearing is destined for the laundry basket.
Really depends on whether that includes the hairties holding my pigtails in place. If the pigtails stay, I think I can still walk out of this sports bar with my dignity intact.
I’m a believer of science, so I would like to understand how did you reach to that conclusion.
Oh, because the rest of my outfit was just work clothes and I was tired of wearing them anyway. But I put the pigtails in braids on purpose, I’d just done it, and it looked super cute.
Okay, it took me too long to realise that you were talking about a sports bra and not a bar.
I kept thinking to myself if sports bar was like this place where people were too engrossed in drinking protein shakes to not pay attention to a naked person.
OP is talking about people being butt-naked in this winter. Err, if you have longer pigtails, I guess you could do something of that situation.
No, a bar. A busy, loud, crowded bar with sticky tables and cheap beer.
Okay, got it. Kinda like the DnD tavern, but modern times. You’ll do fine either way.
I’m in a metro, so … dang. It’s suddenly a really long way home, part of it is gonna be chilly.
Aside from panic at what the fuck just happened, walk to the bedroom, and grab some new clothes
I’m in the bathroom, so it wouldn’t affect me much. Would lose a pair of really fluffy pajamas, so that sucks.
I’m currently sat on the toilet, I guess I’d take it as my queue to go have a shower
Lately, I’d get hypothermia.
It does not affect anything.
I’d still be naked in bed
There are kids around, so it’s gonna be real bad.
Must be the weekend.
Suddenly I’ve had a weekend like in my 20s, but I didn’t have to spend a bunch of money on overpriced cocktails.
The real question is, do I magically end up with a boring, closeted “straight” guy who pumps and runs directly afterwards, or am I just walking home naked? Because depending on how that answers, it’s either a weekend from my early 20s, or my vacation to Mexico a few years back.
Well I’m at work so this is potentially life-altering.
