Get out.

Giving the space a quick look around, and not hearing any complaints from his crew, the man thumbs over his shoulder and juts to the door with his head. "No one's yelling at you for messing up their stuff. Everyone's working, and you two are still in one piece. I don't want to be rude, but get outta our site. We got work to do." You and Terri nod eagerly and shuffle out as quickly as possible, muttering apologies as you go.

Trotting around the block, you both let out a sigh of relief, before looking to each other and chuckling slightly. "Well... that wasn't uh... that was interesting," you say, clearing your throat. Terri nods as well but, looking around at all the people around you, she lets out a discouraged sigh. You can guess why, but with a quick glance at your watch, you click your tongue in annoyance as well. "Terri, I hate to disappoint you, but I need to head back to the office now. My boss will take any reason she can to skin me."

"She sounds like a bitch," she scoffs, frowning heavily. Letting out another, deeper sigh, she shakes her head. "Alright fine. You go to work then." Moving quickly, she hugs you very tightly, pressing her chest into yours. You feel her hard nipples give way to the soft flesh of her breasts through your shirt, before hearing her whisper in your ear, "Message me when you're packing up. Then we can go back to your place and pick up where we left off." Pecking your cheek, she retreats into the crowd and vanishes from your sight.

Shaking your head and swallowing hard, you meander your way to the office, in a mix of anticipation and trepidation, as to if you should or shouldn't message her. Throughout the rest of the workday, you aren't sure which would be the lesser of two evils. If you did message her, there's a high probability that you're going to have to sleep with her. If you didn't, there's an even higher probability that she, Charlie and Selas would all gang up on you, and that would not end well at all.