"Hons, running late. Could you please zip me up?" commanded Tara as she exposed her back to her beau, who was busy on his phone.
"Hold on. Just sending this message," he said with a frown and squinted eyes.
"Zzzzippppp!" came the sound, but it stopped midway.
"What happened?" Tara shrieked.
"It's got stuck in the cloth."
"Gosh! I don't have time to change or mend it. Let me cover it with a jacket."
"In June?" asked Rahil with raised eyebrows.
"I'll pretend I'm feverish and may be coming down with something." she winked with a sly smile.
In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about zippers. What are the zippers for? What challenges do they present to the story? Go where the prompt leads!