Literature
FF7: Traded Places (Part Two)
"Okay, this way, looks like there's a locker room, if we're lucky we can get some uniforms and try figure out a way to get the others up in the elevator," Cloud said, hugging flat a wall.
"...Tifa? You with me?"
"Oh, uh... yeah," Tifa shook 'his' head, having been a little distracted by how the flat-against-the-wall action by her own body had been very... distracting.
They slipped in, finding one that would fit Cloud's body, but Cloud realised that Tifa's frame would be useless for the ones on offer.
"Okay... you change, I guess I pose as like a guest of yours, a girlfriend or a... aha! Maintenance worker," Cloud noted on finding a hat in