[It feels as if her flesh is on fire, and the jumpsuit is too close, too confining. Her back hits the right door, and she reaches behind her in one swift motion for the knob, turning it and all but sending them tumbling to the floor. Now that they're inside, safely soundproofed, she lets herself give a low laugh, joyous and slightly amazed. She can't say, really, how they came to be here, but she can't find it in herself to care. A foot goes out to push the door closed, her hands now busy roaming just as much as his.]
i'm so sorry, i don't know what happened to this tag