<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#408080"><div style="text-align: center">Ashlyn's eyes widened and suddenly she felt like a peeping tom considering the intimate moment, or like those people who are watching home movies being made. Regardless, it didn't feel right simply watching them. She swallowed quietly as she backed up a step and turned as quietly as she could manage, knowing that they were so wrapped up in themselves that they probably didn't notice that someone else was there. She turned her gaze upward towards the hanging bags of clothes and searched for her own. She hadn't made it up to her rank for no reason, stealthy as she was.<br/>
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Finding her clothes bag, she made a note of where it was, knowing how noisy it would be to move it from its place. Turning back around slowly, she felt heat suffuse her cheeks as she crept towards the door, planning to just walk right back out and pretend-for the rest of the night- that she had seen nothing. But still, she paused, as if-besides the two lovers- something was keeping her there.​</div></span>