"Man, I hope those guys are able to find some clothes for me." Alex says as he ventures out of this stupid room naked.
He carefully creeps out from the small quarters. The moment he passes the doorframe, the door quickly slams shut, slapping his ass and pushing him forward into the room- dropping the lantern.
The lights burst on, revealing a large dining hall. At first glance he sees a room full of people staring agast at his undress. But as his eyes adjust he sees an empty room.
"What the hell is going on?" He mutters to himself, rubbing his eyes.
From a distance he sees a folded pair of pants resting on a wooden stand. He sighs with relief to approach them only to see it was an optical illusion and that it was just a design chiseled onto the compartment on the wood. His disappointment somehow multiplied as the compartment opens up upon his approach to reveal a single maids outfit.
"I think not," he says closing the lid, only to find the latch broken and the lid is now permanently open.
He drops his hands in frustration, turns around to scope the room. In the corner of the room he sees a clothing stand holding a tuxedo. Relief runs through him as he approaches it, only for it to have been another optical illusion that turned out to be another maids outfit.
Time after time he was filled with hope of attire only for every time to be another maids outfit
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