“Calm it, lass.” Johnny huffed in your ear as he gripped your hips, putting a stop to your squirming. You were stuck on his lap in a tiny closet, all of his gear pushing against your own. Captain comes in over your comms and informs you both that evac is an hour out and to stay put. Soap mirrors the irritated groan you let out, your hands planted on the closet wall behind him. “Can y’e stay still f’me? Can’t have y’e makin’ unnecessary noise can we?”