No matter how damaged the underwear was, it was better than nothing. Ami nodded to herself, carefully positioned the underwear around her lower body, securing it between her legs as best she could, then holding it together at her left hip with her clenched fingers. This left her other arm free to nestle around her breasts. She was still practically naked, but at least all her intimates were covered... she'd just have a lot of explaining to do instead of being completely exposed.
So... what was she going to do? Ami took a tentative step forward, and winced, biting into her lip. She felt her leg shaking as a stab of pain went through her ankle.
"O, ow..." Ami could walk. She would be very slow, in a good deal of pain... but she could walk.
With the awkward display she made, Ami slowly hobbled over to the classroom door, intent on getting away before she was seen... but before she could get out through the door, she was forced to think of another strategy fast. It was because...
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