[ Kate knows her ass is being watched. Or assumes, anyway. Confidently assumes. So she walks like she's wearing heels, feet on a straight line so hips swing. She gets to the doorway before she turns to look back over her shoulder, leaning against the frame so her body is in profile. She grins. ]
Hurry up, then. Unless you just want to meet me at the finish line.
[ Johanna catches up even as she's saying it and Kate pushes off the door to head down the hall with her. It's a short walk but she spends most of it keeping an eye out on their surroundings, not bothering to hide her wariness. Not bothering to hide when she's checking Johanna out, either, which is almost as often. ]
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Hurry up, then. Unless you just want to meet me at the finish line.
[ Johanna catches up even as she's saying it and Kate pushes off the door to head down the hall with her. It's a short walk but she spends most of it keeping an eye out on their surroundings, not bothering to hide her wariness. Not bothering to hide when she's checking Johanna out, either, which is almost as often. ]