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No, he wasn’t claustrophobic, but he was uncomfortable. He was almost too afraid of breathe with her pressed up against him. Funny how it took a small closet to make him realize just how much larger he was compared to her.
A hand tentatively crept up to her back, seeing as there was no other place to put his hand and he wondered just how long it would take for people to realize the two of them were missing.
“…how much trouble do you think we will get into if we broke this door?” He asked after a long pause.
To be honest she wouldn’t have minded being so pressed against him, if there was at least a bit more room. This was just awkward. Neither of them could really move. Oh, it was mess. An entertaining mess, but a mess.
“Is there any way to break it down without one of us getting injured?”
Honestly she didn’t care how much trouble they ended up in. Sure, there would be giggles about what she was doing in a closet with him. But let that happen. She just didn’t think there was enough room of either of them to effectively do anything.
