The stairwell between the fourth floor and the second: Slightly later Friday morning

[anextimeagent]

Karal really had no idea where he was going, other than far away from where he'd been - he was still bright red. Oh, Sunlord. There'd been naked, and cuddling, and NAKED, and this body had its own ideas about how it should move and it felt all wrong and he wasn't happy.

He'd be scared if he wasn't so embarrassed.

He walked up the stairs, moving carefully, because his mind thought he was shorter than he was, and he kept tripping.

[ooc: locked to one person (I wonder who?!) and I stop spamming now]