[Well, he was right about that! The delicate bits of old cloth weren't any match for the persistent vines and they tore away what was left of the bodice as well as a chunk of her retro brassiere despite her efforts to get them away. Even her shoes and the netting of her petticoat were getting ragged as the vines searched for any fibers they could feed on.]
Sounds good to me!
[She didn't protest as he grabbed her hand and ran after him, not even questioning where they were going.]
[But the motion did in the remnants of her bra, the scraps fluttering to the ground. What remained of her Keds also flew off as they fled, helping provide a distraction. The vines set on the undergarment scraps and tattered canvas sneakers like a pack of ravenous dogs on a bone.]
[For now, she was so focused on escaping that she still didn't completely register the fact that Lezard was nekkid and she herself had lost more clothes than was decent. Or the fact that her house keys had been in her dress pocket and therefore gone as well...]
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Sounds good to me!
[She didn't protest as he grabbed her hand and ran after him, not even questioning where they were going.]
[But the motion did in the remnants of her bra, the scraps fluttering to the ground. What remained of her Keds also flew off as they fled, helping provide a distraction. The vines set on the undergarment scraps and tattered canvas sneakers like a pack of ravenous dogs on a bone.]
[For now, she was so focused on escaping that she still didn't completely register the fact that Lezard was nekkid and she herself had lost more clothes than was decent. Or the fact that her house keys had been in her dress pocket and therefore gone as well...]