Enough to do it

The journey to the bullpen was mortifying enough, but Gina had said nothing about them not using the towel for that stretch. There was only one, but if they stood close enough to one another then it could just about be stretched to cover the two of them, held closed by both their hands.

Even if that did mean Amy was far too aware of the heat of her colleague's body pressed against her bare back, a stark reminder both of the situation they were in, and what they were about to do.

But damn it, nude in front of friends had to be better than in front of the whole city, right? Amy whimpered.

She squirmed slightly, cheeks ablaze at just how close Rosa was. And then the bullpen came into view, and she squealed.

Then they moved apart, Amy taking the towel from a slightly **** Rosa and hurrying over to her desk; she kicked the towel underneath it, enough that she wasn't wearing it to satisfy Gina, but also close enough that she could put it back on after.

Amy squealed as she slipped into her chair, thoroughly flustered. She crossed her legs, trying not to think about how her ass looked from the side thanks to that, and crossed her arms over her chest, biting her lip. She hunched forwards for what little modesty that offered her, occasionally judging her computer with one hand before swiftly bringing it back to her chest.

After a moment she glanced over her shoulder. It felt different not having Rosa so close, not having her colleague's support. As embarrassing as being seen by her was, at least she was in the same boat. Now Rosa was over to the side of the bullpen, further away, nude a her desk just like Amy.

She didn't hunch forwards, but she did still have both arms crossed over her chest. Rather than crossing her legs she'd just pressed her thighs together and resorted to glowering intimidatingly at anyone that looked at her for more than a couple of seconds.

Amy squeaked, turning back to her desk. A minute, Gina had said a minute...

Somehow feeling the air against her bare back was one of the most embarrassing parts. No matter how she hunched over, what parts of her she tried to hide, her back was always in view and her skintone stood out against the rest of the precinct. Anyone that looked at her would be completely aware of her exposure.

She shifted in her chair, mentally counting down the seconds. A minute felt like forever.

She could feel people staring, even without looking up. Nervously she adjusted her arms, praying they at least wouldn't see anything private. Well, beyond what was already on display.

Her computer beeped; one hand snaked out to quickly log in before she hugged it over her chest again, waiting for it to load. She breathed a sigh of relief to see it was a message from Rosa checking up on her.

Amy glanced back over a bare shoulder, nodding quickly before turning her attention back to the monitor, trying to ignore everyone else.

She kept glancing at the clock, just waiting for Gina to give them the location of the hoodie. Then she could hurry out of here.

Her computer beeped again; a message from Gina! Amy squeaked, hurrying to click it-

"Ames!"

Only to be distracted by Jake suddenly standing over her desk. She shrieked, then flushed as she realised how much more attention the noise drew. Squeaking, she shrunk back into her chair, cheeks reddening.

"Hi Jake," Amy squeaked. "Could you, uh, another time?"

"Why are you-"

"No reason!" Amy yelped, panicking. Then, brain finally getting past mortification and starting to think, she quickly corrected herself. "Gina's being Gina. Could you get me something I can-"

"Wait, Gina?" Jake's eyes widened. "Oh no, I'm not getting in the middle of one of Gina's prank wars again. Good luck!"

Quickly he darted away. Amy whimpered, cheeks burning all the more. Somehow she had the feeling most of the 99 would have a similar reaction to trying to help them, where Gina was involved.

Wait, he'd distracted her. Flushing, Amy turned her attention back to the computer, hastily using an arm again to open the message from Gina. She'd been naked in the bullpen for long enough, where was that hoodie?