>>2369262>"Well, and then, as they say, things really went south...""South as in...?" I asked, tentatively.
She scoffed at my, presumable, lack of tact.
"South as in my shirt got caught in the fucking door!" she said, with no small measure of irritation.
"Wait, your shirt got caught?" I asked, hesitant to go too far with my presumptions.
"Why else would I have had to taken it off?" Clara asked, like it was the most obvious question in the world. "It got stuck between the door and the frame, so I had no choice. My options were either to stick around there indefinitely or to take my shirt off and look for help elsewhere."
"I see..." I said, trying to understand this girl's logic.
"So, naturally I did what I had to do. I struck out into the world utterly topless, looking for some way back home!"
