"Collected Drabbles"
by JVM-SP150
Wendy Testaburger stepped out of her shower, water droplets covering her pale skin. She yawned loudly, reaching for a towel to cover her body and keep her modesty - a woman should not be walking around naked, she told herself. She finally felt the soft bristles of a towel and draped it over her body. She opened her eyes, squinting in the steam as she opened her bedroom door, trying to hold the towel up. This towel was shorter than she remembered... suddenly it fell to the floor and Wendy widened her eyes as if in front of an audience and grabbed the towel.
"I am so high, I have no idea what's goin' on..." Wendy let out a yelp and lifted the towel away - it was Towelie, same as ever, his face towards her. "Hey, you got any weed, man?"
"No, I-I... okay, there's some under the bed!" Wendy confessed running to the bathroom to find an actual towel. Or at least one that wasn't high.
