[ Sitting up, with her thighs still clamped around his waist, Pyrrha reaches behind her to slip her bra's clasp back together. Jaune had been right, there are footsteps coming down the hall, either towards the door or past it, but she isn't especially inclined to take that chance.
Hurriedly, she pulls her shirt back on (backwards) and then,
... hands him her winter coat?
LOOK SHE'S NOT THINKING VERY CLEARLY RIGHT NOW
Regardless, seeing feet peek out from under her door, she'll call out, ]
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Hurriedly, she pulls her shirt back on (backwards) and then,
... hands him her winter coat?
LOOK SHE'S NOT THINKING VERY CLEARLY RIGHT NOW
Regardless, seeing feet peek out from under her door, she'll call out, ]
Come in!
[ no that was the absolute wrong thing to do ]