Button FAIL! Hell, close-shirt FAIL. Francine* settled for scrambling back and oh thank you Arthur for the idea oh God that was an inappropriate thought oh God Arthur naked oh God *I'm* naked oh--
PILLOW!
And then there was a pillow. Which sadly didn't cover everything, but at least she could clutch it to her chest.
__ *The sad thing is I SAW that typo, wandered over to the other window to tell Dutchyface about it, then came back and hit send. WTF, self. WTF.
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PILLOW!
And then there was a pillow. Which sadly didn't cover everything, but at least she could clutch it to her chest.
__
*The sad thing is I SAW that typo, wandered over to the other window to tell Dutchyface about it, then came back and hit send. WTF, self. WTF.