[ But. Oh. Ren has clearly decided that the cubicle is meant for both of them, not just one, if the way she steps in and starts to strip is any indication. Dan Heng's lips part, color flaring on her cheeks as she looks away, because... gods, she's not sure where to look right now. Her own fingers still on the hem of her shirt, all of her stilled actually as she desperately seeks a response in her own mind. ]
You... meant together, together.
[ Aeons help her, she sounds ridiculous. ]
Unless you'd prefer me to go into the next cubicle.
[ There are plenty of them, right? They don't need to share the space... ]
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[ But. Oh. Ren has clearly decided that the cubicle is meant for both of them, not just one, if the way she steps in and starts to strip is any indication. Dan Heng's lips part, color flaring on her cheeks as she looks away, because... gods, she's not sure where to look right now. Her own fingers still on the hem of her shirt, all of her stilled actually as she desperately seeks a response in her own mind. ]
You... meant together, together.
[ Aeons help her, she sounds ridiculous. ]
Unless you'd prefer me to go into the next cubicle.
[ There are plenty of them, right? They don't need to share the space... ]