The locker door rattled for a long moment as I tugged on Cain's shirt in an attempt to get him to do something about it. As luck would have it, the door catches as the lock was a little faulty and there were a few methods necessary to get said door to unlock and neither of them involved brute force.
"Pants! Pull your pants up!" I whispered in a panic towards Cain as he gritted his teeth and fidgeted about, trying to get his clothes straightened out.
However as the space in the storage locker was not that big, the both of us remained entangled with the other. The earlier excitement soon got overridden as we both grew nervous about being found out again by a third party, knowing by now how that was likely to end up after what had happened the first time… or second time, for me in that regard.
