[ The washroom door swings closed and then it’s only her and Jaune and a line of stainless steel stalls, cloudy mirrors, sinks and - she’s really hoping he doesn’t notice the sanitary napkin dispenser and subsequently hit an eleven on the Jaune Scale of Awkwardness. Heels clicking against the tile, she shifts, just enough to better block his line of sight. ]
I’m honestly not sure.
[ Considering the things it had been shouting... Pyrrha’s shoulders pull just so tighter. ]
We’re safe for now, though. [ Standing in the lady’s washroom. Nikos, maybe you ought to rethink this. ] -- One of us should check and see if it’s clear out there.
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I’m honestly not sure.
[ Considering the things it had been shouting... Pyrrha’s shoulders pull just so tighter. ]
We’re safe for now, though. [ Standing in the lady’s washroom. Nikos, maybe you ought to rethink this. ] -- One of us should check and see if it’s clear out there.