Initially the trek into uncharted territory was simple, but as they went deeper and deeper into the wilds, Rose's robe began to get caught on sticks, rocks, and bushes alike. This, in turn, led to her tripping often.
The Random Number Goddess graced Zack with the brightest of smiles today. He bore witness to a holy and sacred scenery several times. A nearly unfiltered view of her amazing rear-end, with simple undergarments blocking the gates of heaven.
If this were his favorite TV show, his nose would probably have bled him dry by now.
"Argh, fuck. He's probably enjoying this. . ." Rose grumbled to herself as she walked through the deep wilds. She spoke under her breath, but Zack could hear her loud and clear.
'What a fucking clown. . . Of course I'm enjoying this! Though I guess it's getting rather annoying for you, huh?' Zack silently chuckled to himself, watching her fall over once more before finally speaking out loud.
