Rebel | @Jamie
Claire bit her lip, her heart thumping a little too hard against her chest for her own tastes. Calm down, Claire.. You know how to keep your cool in situations like these. Letting out a breath, she headed in with only on objective in mind.
Grab the undergarments and run.
Ugh, how had she ended up in a mess like this anyway? Had she known that it was this much trouble to infiltrate this "panty raid" from the inside, she wouldn't have jumped on board. Rushing into the room alone, she felt a exhilarating rush run through her veins. Heh, maybe... Just maybe... I can have a little fun while I'm at it.
Claire walked through the dimly lit room; it must have been a boy's dorm, to say the least. She immediately found the underwear drawer and reached in. Claire shuddered at the sheer thought of her doing something like this, but the thrill was overwhelming. Whipping out the first thing she grabbed at, she heard a racket at the door.
Crud. Frantically, she whipped forward towards the window, climbing out with ease. It's a good thing this room was on the first floor. Almost home free, she couldn't help chuckling to herself as she took a turn at the fountain--
CRASH.
Claire ran face first, right into trouble.