"Damnit, Karyn. Cast the spell again."
"I can't, Jon. The book is still on your desk. We'll have to walk to your house."
"Why don't you go. I'll wait here." I carefully sat down on her bed, making sure I didn't expose myself.
"How can I get in? I don't have a key."
"How did you get in this morning?" I asked her.
"A spell. The book called it 'knock,'" she replied.
I thought about it. I was pretty sure I could break into my own house without a problem, but what was I going to wear?
"I can't go with you, I'm naked!" I stood up and gestured down at my towel, which promptly fell down. Blushing, I quickly stooped and picked it up, wrapping it back around me as I stood.
Karyn giggled and said, "I know! You're going to wear my clothes." She pushed me into the bathroom, ripped away my towel, and closed the door. I heard her rummaging through her closet and her dresser drawers.
