Gabriela tries to use a fire extinguisher to cover herself

Ignoring the remark, Gabriela faced the camera once more. The show had to go on... even if her beating heart could not take another encounter like that. “W-well, sometimes we can’t get help from the neighbors, but that’s ok! You have got to be resourceful and use whatever you find for cover… like this fire extinguisher! Uff, this is heavy.”

Gabriela grabbed a fire extinguisher out of the wall and held it in front of her torso, squeaking at the sensation of the cold metal impressing her warm skin. If she bent her knees a bit, the extinguisher was just big enough to cover her hairless groin, her nipples squashed by the red cylinder but with a hint of her brown areolas peeking from the sides of the metal.

“You look ridiculous Gabriela… Are you sure it’s even legal to “borrow” a fire extinguisher like this?”

“Probably. At least I’m decent.”

“Debatable. What’s next, oh superstar?”

“Huff, now that, uff, the essentials are covered. Make your way to the reception and, urg, ask for a key.” Gabriela slowly began to hobble towards the stairs. “Remember, don’t take the elevator. You don’t *huff* want to flash your butt to anyone riding with you.”

Hannah had to suppress her laughter, Gabriela looked beyond ridiculous. She was moving like a sumo wrestler, putting on leg forward with a sweeping motion before the other followed suit. She subconsciously aimed her camera at the pair of supple hot buns flexing as her friend moved.

Gabriela, for her part, was painfully aware of how weird the whole situation looked like. Ugh, to think that thousands of people would soon see her like that. Ok, more like hundreds if she was honest, but the point remained. Oh well, no pain, no gain. Huh, that reminded her of the next part of the script. “*Huff* R-r-remember, even if you are decent like me…”

“Again, debatable,” Hannah commented, zooming her camera further over her friend’s firm behind.

“… you still are not* hufff* “presentable”. So, it’s best to avoid attracting attention….”

With pained steps, Gabriela reached the stairs at the end of the hallway. Her arms were weak as wet noodles and her fingers aching. Taking a deep breath, she began her journey down the steps. A difficult endeavor while holding the massive cylinder.

“…Try to sneak around *huff*, avoid crowded spaces, and above all, be silent like a-Argh!” Gabriela’s hands decided that enough was enough. The extinguisher slipped away from her fingers and continued the journey downstairs. Gabriela winced with every step it rolled down the stone stairs, the thuds resounding in her ears.

Instinctually, she tiptoed down the floor to see the mess she created. The extinguisher was there, seemingly no worse for the wear. “Crap, you think anyone heard that?”

“No?”

“What was that noise?” Gabriela and Hannah exchanged panicked looks. Someone was coming!