*stumbles, because how is she supposed to stay standing between Sonny going - slipping? falling? who the hell cares - down and what she's doing with her fingers, how is she even supposed to see clearly, so this is probably going to end with both of them sprawled in one of the chairs, which could actually work really well.*

*muffled against Sonny's shoulder, where Alex's head's ended up* Holy- Sonnnny, shit.