Emily looked around and hummed, "If I were Blake, where would I hide stolen underwear?"
She looked first at his white chest of drawers that had at least 10 pairs of drawers. "On the top shelf, he knows I'd be too short to get up there."
With nothing around to climb up on, Emily stacked boxes and chairs together to hoist herself up. She looked down from the height, "I'm so screwed if I fall from up here."
Emily opened the top drawer and to her disappointment, her underwear was not in there. She frowned and complained, "I was sure they'd be up here."
She continued to feel around in the drawer with her hand brushing against all sorts of weird things. Emily furrowed her brows when she gripped something long and rubbery, "What the hell?"
Just as she was going to lift it out to see what she held in her hand, a voice came from the doorway. "What are you doing?" the person questioned.
