The full moon hanging overhead in the mostly cloudless sky provided plenty of illumination for Eyvin to see with – though it helped that he had literal eagle-eyes. The bald eagle was doing his best to be inconspicuous, as much as someone as tall and buff as him could be late on a summer's night, wearing just a football jersey with slits for his wings, and a pair of white shorts. He walked around the block, circling the chain link fence around what had been his high school several years ago. It had been in poor condition then and was closed down a couple years after that, transferring all the kids still there to the new school across town.

Rather than being sold, renovated, or demolished, it had instead been left empty, and as far as Eyvin could tell as he subtly checked around the place, it was totally abandoned. No security – there was nothing of value left behind to take – and no lights left on, no signs of life at all. Perfect.

Eyvin finished his walk around the block, going at a brisk pace to keep his mind off this aching bladder. He came back to the street lamp where his friend Relsyn was waiting for him, leaning on the steel pole with his phone out. The muscled red dragon was checking his phone to avoid drawing attention if anyone happened to come by or look his way, his other hand in his shorts. Like Eyvin, his t-shirt had slits cut in the back for his wings.

As Eyvin approached, he could see that Relsyn was shifting from foot to foot, clearly in a similar state of need.

"All clear." Eyvin announced as he stopped next to Relsyn. "Nobody's around. Front doors are chained up, but the lock on the back is still busted."

"They didn't fix it in the five years we were there, no surprise they didn't fix it after we graduated." Relsyn remarked as he stood up straight, stoically doing his best to hide his desperation.

Eyvin nodded, and jerked his thumb behind him. "Let's go."

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Eyvin's meaty arm reached out in front of Relsyn, the eagle's palm pressing hard against the door frame as he forcibly moved himself between the dragon and the door. "And just where did you think you were going?"

Relsyn took a step back, his hands tightly pressed against his crotch as he stared up at Eyvin. They'd been sneaking through the building, with Eyvin out in front holding a flashlight to guide the way. They'd both had plenty of memories to share, but despite the confidence with which Relsyn had accepted Eyvin's challenge to hold his bladder as they did this, he hadn't been able to make it nearly as far as he'd liked.

So he'd snuck off, intending to claim he got lost after meeting back up with Eyvin – but the eagle must have noticed sooner than he'd expected, and had caught up to him just as he was about to enter the boys' room.

Relsyn gritted his teeth; with any chance of a proper release denied to him, he couldn't hold it any more. "Just... looking around." he forced out, even as he felt his piss escaping him and his shorts growing wet and warm under his hands and against his thighs. With considerable effort, he managed to clench his muscles hard enough to stop pissing himself, but the damage was already done; Eyvin shone his flashlight on Relsyn's crotch and grinned as he saw the darkened fabric.

"Couldn't hold it, huh? I knew it." Eyvin taunted. "There's nothing for you in here, let's keep moving."

He put his free hand on Relsyn's back to push him along down the corridor, and Relsyn gave in and kept walking, resigning himself to now both having an aching bladder and wet pants. It would be Eyvin's turn soon enough, though; he could tell from the way the eagle was walking that he was just as desperate, if a little better at hiding it.

"Just like ninth grade, huh?" Eyvin remarked as he guided Relsyn down the corridor.

"Ugh." Relysn grumbled as he remembered. "Yeah, except the door was locked that time."

"You ran right into it." Eyvin recounted, slowly waving one hand for emphasis. "Slumped down to your knees, drenching your pants..."

"Yeah, yeah." Relsyn said dismissively, but Eyvin continued.

"You were dripping on the floor within seconds. Your pants were soaked all the way down to your ankles."

"I get it, I get it."

"You got up in a hurry when you heard me laughing, though. Quick enough to try and take a swing at me."

Relsyn rolled his eyes. "But at least you were the only other one around to see it. More than I can say for your accident in history class."

It was Eyvin's turn to scowl. "Well maybe if that crotchety old bastard of a teacher didn't have such a stick up his ass, he would have let me go to the bathroom when I asked."

Relsyn grinned as he kept turning the tables. "You should've known, man. Nobody gets bathroom breaks during Henderson's class." He mocked their old history teacher's voice as he continued, "You have a five-minute break between classes for just such a purpose! You shall not take a break during my class!"

Eyvin snorted as he listened to the impersonation. "That's one thing I'm glad I'll never have to deal with again. That and Mrs. Spindler's whole 'I don't know, CAN you go to the bathroom?' thing."

They turned a corner and walked a little bit before Eyvin suddenly stopped. "Ahh, here we are." he told Relsyn, shining the light on the door to show the room number, 117. He reached out with his free hand to open the door and head inside, watching Relsyn like a proverbial hawk to make sure the dragon didn't try to sneak off again.

Relsyn let out a groan as he stepped into the room and recognized it. "Oh, no, not here." The biology lab had been in poor shape when he'd last set foot in it years ago, and being abandoned hadn't done it any favors. The desks were high with old, worn and uncomfortable stools next to them, every desk scarred and stained from high school science experiments gone awry. Up at the front, behind the teacher's desk, the old blackboard still remained, along with a layer of smudged chalk that would probably never be removed by even the strongest of cleaning chemicals. The projector screen that used to hang above the blackboard had fallen off at some point, and the windows were smudged and dirty to the point of being nearly impossible to see out of.

"What, don't you have -fond memories- of this place?" Eyvin taunted with a chuckle. "I remember you giving a totally unforgettable presentation here, after all."

Relsyn rolled his eyes. "Unforgettable, yeah – but not because of the presentation itself."

Eyvin pulled a stool away from one of the desks so he could fit his massive frame into the space, leaning forward, keeping his legs pressed tightly against each other to try and keep himself dry as long as possible. "Maybe you should give it another shot, huh? Call it a mulligan. Maybe this time I'll remember the stuff about plants."

"The 'stuff'? Come on, man, it's literally on the wall. Do you need me to beat it into your head?" Relsyn walked up to the front of the room and pointed at an old poster, one corner of it curled back on itself. "Transport. In. Plants." he said, poking the poster for emphasis as he read the words on it to his friend.

"Huh, really?" Eyvin said, feigning ignorance with an exaggerated tone. "I don't remember. I really think you should go over it again. Maybe without pissing yourself this time."

Relsyn sighed. "I don't even know how you graduated sometimes. Especially with how much time both of us spent in the principal's office getting lectured for brawling. Look, it's right here on this poster. Inside of plants, they move gases, nutrients, and... uh..."

Eyvin leaned forward. "And?"

The dragon squirmed at the front of the classroom, biting his lip and pressing his legs together. Despite his earlier leaking, his bladder was still extremely full. "...water." Relsyn said at last.

"How much water?" Eyvin asked, "Are we talking, like, whole cupfuls, or big sloshing bucketfuls, or..."

"Not that much!" Relsyn said to cut him off, leaning against the teacher's desk with one hand as he crossed his legs. "Just... little bits. Molecules. They, uh, get it out of the ground."

"Uh-huh." Eyvin answered smugly. "Come on, man, you made it further than this when you had to give that presentation. I seem to remember something about water potential... which you appear to have a lot of right about now."

"Uuuugh." Relsyn groaned as he kept his legs pressed together. He glanced up at the poster, but the numerous depictions of big water droplets didn't help his problem in the slightest. "No, I remember, I got to the section after that."

"Yeah, something about..." Eyvin snuck another glance at the poster. "Long distance transport of water? But not like, rivers, and waterfalls, and..."

Relsyn gritted his teeth; rivers and waterfalls were the last things he needed to hear about right now, his bladder practically bursting again on account of all the water he'd drunk earlier. "That was it," he groaned out, "And I was so close to the end..."

"And then you started trailing off, and fumbling your words..."

"Have YOU ever tried to give a presentation while bursting to piss?" Relsyn snapped, immediately regretting bringing more attention to his need as he groaned and put his hands back between his legs to try and hold on just a bit longer.

"...and then Sylva asked, 'Hey man, you okay?', and you turned, and your pants were all wet. You were still going, pissing yourself at full blast, it was just -pouring- down your legs..."

Relsyn shuddered and groaned as, for the second time in that same spot in his life, he lost a battle with his bladder. Wetness and warmth enveloped his loins as, under his shorts, the dragon's circumcised cock let loose with a hard jet of piss directly onto his shorts. Already wet, the stain soaked down his inner thighs rapidly, little yellow rivers cascading down his legs, as the drenched shorts quickly reached saturation point and numerous droplets fell from the bottoms of his shorts onto the floor below, pattering on the wood. He stopped fighting it, not that he had much chance of doing so any more, and let it happen, giving a groan as he relaxed. His bladder emptied into his shorts and continued to soak the fabric as well as the insides of his legs, the flow of piss down his legs reaching his bare feet and adding to the growing puddle underneath him.

"Yeah, that's it!" Eyvin cackled, starting to laugh, "What a perfect re-enactment!"

"Ha, ha." Relsyn replied humorlessly, no longer caring now that he'd lost the challenge and no longer felt desperate. "Fuck you, too." he muttered, letting go of himself to raise both middle fingers, giving Eyvin the double-deuce while he released the last of his piss.

Eyvin continued to laugh, both hands holding onto the desk. Relsyn rolled his eyes, but raised an eyebrow as he suddenly heard Eyvin blurt out "Aw, shit!" between laughs, lowering his hand down between his legs.

Relsyn was quick to stride over, still dripping urine onto the floor. "Having problems, big guy?" he teased, all too eager to turn things back around on Eyvin. "Did my presentation about water transport move you? Inspired to make a waterfall of your own?"

Eyvin snorted, calming himself down as he shifted off the stool and stood up, keeping his body between it and Relsyn to stop the dragon from seeing it. "Hey, I ain't done yet." he asserted; despite the dark stain on the front of his pants, it was clearly only a momentary leak, one that had left a notable wet spot on his crotch and inner thighs but not the rest of his pants.

"You sure about that?" Relsyn taunted, "Because it certainly looks like you've had a bit of a spill."

"Psh, no more than you did outside the bathrooms earlier." Eyvin retorted. "I've had enough of this place. Let's go outside. Remember how we could never get on the basketball court for more than like 15 minutes without someone causing trouble? Well, we've got the place to ourselves now."

While he was talking, Eyvin glanced down subtly towards the chair he had just vacated. Despite its age, the old stool and its varnished wooden surface were still quite waterproof, and the excess piss from his accidental wetting had left a puddle on top of it. His hand was already damp from having gripped his cock through his pants moments earlier in an attempt to stop the flow, so he slowly moved it back and rested his hand on the seat. 

Eyvin's still-warm piss was quickly soaked up by his hand, dampening the plumage on his palm and fingers. "You could never beat me on the court back when we were in school, I bet you still can't do it now." the eagle said to taunt Relsyn, distracting the dragon from what he was doing.

"Not likely." Relsyn shot back, "I'm a lot better than I was then, and I'll wipe the floor with you. Just watch me."

Eyvin moved his hand back and forth slightly on the chair until he figured it was dry. His hand was quite wet, but when he glanced back again at the top of the chair, all that remained of his piss was a few thin streaks of liquid on the wood.

"Well, you talk big." Eyvin balled his wet hand into a fist and gave Relsyn a playful thump on the arm. "Follow me to the court and we'll find out if you're even half as good as you claim to be."

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Getting into the gym had been surprisingly easy. Relsyn had been prepared to try forcing a lock with the old credit-card-in-the-door trick, but Eyvin had simply pushed on one of the supposedly one-way doors at the back of the building. "It's never shut properly as long as I can remember," he explained to the mystified Relsyn, "They normally had a big box or something on the other side, but it probably got moved when the place was abandoned."

To Relsyn's further surprise, the lights still came on when they tried them. Or most of the lights, anyway; the ones that had been burned out when they were students were, unsurprisingly, still non-functional. Relsyn did finally get to show off his credit card trick by forcing the door to the equipment room, and Eyvin was quick to find a basketball – and a pump to get the half-deflated thing back into a usable condition.

Relsyn watched Eyvin closely as he bounced the basketball against the gym floor, his talons clicking against it when he moved. "You never did make the team captain, did you?" he asked Eyvin as he bounced the ball from one hand to another, before grabbing it in both hands and jumping to take a shot.

Eyvin normally would have easily stopped it, but he didn't stretch as much as he normally would, and Relsyn knew exactly why; the eagle's bladder was getting close to its limit. The basketball sailed through the air, bouncing off the backboard and the rim before eventually going through the hoop. Eyvin collected the ball and began dribbling it as he and Relsyn switched places.

"No, but I should've." Eyvin grumbled. He faked a throw and then tried to move past Relsyn, but his shuffling movements slowed him down as he tried not to piss himself. "Nnh... pretty sure the guy who made captain was banging the coach's daughter."

"Typical." Relsyn replied as he quickly caught up to Eyvin and got in front of the eagle. Both of them danced about for a moment, Eyvin trying to keep the ball away and Relsyn waiting for an opportunity. That opportunity came when Eyvin winced from the pressure in his bladder, and Relsyn reached out, snatching the basketball. It was all too easy to turn around and toss the ball up and straight through the hoop – it would have been 'nothing but net' if the net hadn't long since disappeared.

Relsyn grabbed the bouncing ball and tossed it to Eyvin. "You're not doing too good there, buddy. Something the matter?"

Eyvin grabbed it and started dribbling once more. "Nothing." he said stoically, and unconvincingly.

"Sure about that? Relsyn taunted as he followed along with Eyvin while the eagle tried to circle around. "Do you need to get a drink? You've gotta stay hydrated."

Eyvin grimaced but ignored the remark, having enough trouble as it was focusing past his desperation. He raised his arms for a shot, but Relsyn jumped up and intercepted it. Eyvin chased after him as the dragon made his way towards the hoop, jumping up for a shot of his own.

The ball hit the rim, but bounced back off of it. Eyvin managed to get hold of it before Relsyn could and turned to keep him away from the ball.

"Need a time-out?" Relsyn teased, "You look like you're getting tired! You need to work on your stamina!"

Eyvin let out a short mocking laugh as he turned one way, then the other, then back again, successfully faking out Relsyn and getting a clear line to the net. "I'm doing just fine!" he called out as he jumped up, dunking the ball through the hoop. He hung onto it for the briefest of moments before dropping down, but the landing proved to be too much for him. 

His knees bent to absorb the impact, and Eyvin groaned as he felt extra pressure on his bladder as a result. He pressed his legs together tightly for a brief moment, then dropped onto his knees as he collapsed to the ground, reaching out with both hands and grabbing the basketball before it could roll away and using it to support himself. Eyvin tried to get back to his feet, but it was too late; he doubled over as he felt his floodgates burst, warmth spreading across the front of his shorts once more.

His already-damp shorts were soaked through in seconds, and most of his piss poured down one leg and onto the floor. The front of his shorts were just thin enough, however, that with his cock blasting the inside of the fabric with his stream, some of it managed to shoot through, splashing onto the surface of the basketball the eagle was clutching tightly. He let out a groan, partly of defeat and partly of relief, leaning over and collapsing on his side on the floor, pulling the basketball up against his crotch and pressing it against his cock through his shorts. As his urine spread across the front of his legs through the fabric and ran down the lower leg of his shorts both inside and out, it drenched the rough surface of the basketball, much of it running through the black grooves between the orange segments. Some of it dripped onto the floor and some continued to run down his leg, saturating the plumage on his legs and plastering it flat against the skin underneath, but it mostly began forming a puddle unde
rneath him on the hard gym flooring.

"Dude, what the fuck!" Relsyn blurted out as he saw Eyvin pissing onto the basketball.

"What's the matter?" Eyvin sneered, "You're not afraid to touch it now, are you?"

Clutching the basketball tightly with both hands and still holding it close to his loins, he could feel his piss cascading over its curved surface towards the ground, drenching his fingers when the flow of it ran past them to join the puddle on the floor. His strained and over-full bladder continued to empty at full blast, the downpour of urine from the bottom of his shorts intensifying as the fabric above them became completely saturated. Giving in completely to his release, Eyvin relaxed his tensed body, lying there on the floor in a growing pool of his own golden fluid.

Relsyn stood nearby, folding his arms as he watched the show. "I'm no referee, but I think that's a foul of some kind," He teased, "might even be a disqualification!"

Eyvin didn't respond verbally, but just flipped Relsyn the middle finger for a moment as he finished pissing. Even after his stream came to a stop, his drenched shorts kept dripping for several seconds more as he got back to his feet, one leg thoroughly soaked all the way down to his foot with his own urine. "Well, I'd already won." he claimed smugly, approaching Relsyn. "Time for me to take my prize." With an underhand swing, he tossed the piss-soaked basketball towards Relsyn.

The dragon held up his hands to block it, wiping his wet arms on his shorts as he let the ball bounce away, staring back up at Eyvin. "Oh yeah? What's that supposed to mean?"

Eyvin reached out and grabbed onto Relsyn's shoulders and started trying to push him downward, but Relsyn was quick to reach out and grapple him just as firmly. Their bodies shifted from side to side as each tried to push the other down, but Relsyn was the first to make a wrong step and staggered as he lost his footing. Eyvin was quick to put more weight on him and force the dragon down to the ground, pinning him down by his shoulders.

Relsyn was used to this kind of roughhousing from Eyvin, but wasn't about to give up quite so easily. After sticking out his tongue at Eyvin, he wriggled and squirmed, pushing back against the eagle, using the ground under him as leverage as he tried to force Eyvin off him. Eyvin fought back, trying to secure his grip and get more of his weight on top of Relsyn to force him down, but one well-placed shove from Relsyn and he was pushed to the side. Relsyn quickly capitalized on it and kept pushing, rolling Eyvin down onto his back, and then climbing up on top of the burly eagle's frame.

"Hah, who's on top now?" he taunted as Eyvin struggled under him. "What's your big plan now, huh?"

"Who says this isn't what I was after all along?" Eyvin retorted. His hands moved down from Relsyn's shoulders and grabbed onto his hips, pushing them down as Eyvin rolled his own upwards. Their crotches, both covered by soaked shorts, met and ground together for a brief moment. Relsyn let out a gasp, and then he felt Eyvin's hands at his waist, pulling at his shorts to try and tug them down.

"Nuh-uh, you first!" Relsyn retorted as he tried to squirm out of Eyvin's grip, the muscled dragon releasing Eyvin's upper arms to make his own attempt to tug at the eagle's shorts. For a few moments no progress was made as each one squirmed and pulled their legs up, until Eyvin shifted suddenly and sent Relsyn sprawling to the side on the ground. He was momentarily stunned, and in that moment Eyvin was quick to lean over and grab Relsyn's shorts; despite his attempt to stop Eyvin, he was too slow to grab them, and Eyvin pulled the wet shorts straight down and off his legs entirely.

Relsyn's cock flopped out, freed from its confines and still slightly damp around the end from his accident earlier. Eyvin moved to get on top of Relsyn again, and the dragon reached up to grab his shoulders as Eyvin did the same to him, the two struggling in a brief contest of wills. But Relsyn had one more trick up his sleeve; as Eyvin was bent over him, Relsyn was able to curl his tail up and snag the back of Eyvin's shorts with the tip. Before the eagle knew what was happening, Relsyn had tugged Eyvin's shorts down to his knees, exposing the eagle's junk as it hung freely between his legs.

Eyvin's only response was to kneel down and grind his package up against Relsyn's. The first time he'd seen what the dragon was packing – 7 inches to his 4 and a half – Eyvin had been more than a bit envious. But Relsyn had never seemed to mind, especially since Eyvin had the luxury of being uncut. Their grappling became less intense as the two started to rock their hips and grind against each other, cocks stiffening and hardening as they rubbed together, ballsacks pressed close together. 

For a moment the two stared at each other with Eyvin keeping Relsyn held down firmly. Suddenly, Eyvin leaned further forward, putting his lower left arm on Eyvin's chest and pinning him to the ground with most of his weight. Freeing up his right hand, Eyvin reached down between them and grabbed hold of both of their cocks, gripping the two dicks firmly and giving them both a squeeze as he rocked his hips back and forth.

"Not so shy about letting this big dick of yours out in the open any more, are you?" Eyvin said in a low voice, teasing his thumb across Relsyn's tip. He could feel Relsyn shifting his hips under him, the dragon grinding and frotting back with only half-hearted attempts to escape his boyfriend's pin.

"You should talk," Relsyn retorted, "You noticed me hiding in the corner of the changing room because you wanted it for yourself." He reached in between them with his right hand, pressing a finger up against Eyvin's cocktip, wriggling it about to get his fingertip in underneath Eyvin's foreskin, teasing around inside of it and rubbing the eagle's sensitive glans as he did.

In response, Eyvin lowered his body further, keeping his grip on their shafts as the lengths of sensitive flesh slid against each other, his hand stopping them from slipping away. "I didn't want anyone staring at me. Guess they'd be staring at you for different reasons, though."

"I wish I wasn't cut, you know." Relsyn said between breaths, his fingertip still circling around underneath Eyvin's foreskin. His left hand's grip on Eyvin's shoulders remained, but now he was hanging onto the eagle for support rather than to try and push him off. He raised and lowered his hips, grinding his cock against Eyvin's shorter shaft, the tip glistening with preseed. As he moved his right hand away to grab onto Eyvin again, his fingertip was also slick with the eagle's clear fluid.

"Yeah, and I wouldn't mind having a big dick to play with. At least I've got yours." Eyvin ground his hips in hard, speeding up in his movements to rub his cock against the dragon's. He kept his thumb held firmly on his dick so that each time he pushed forward fully, his glans would peek out from his foreskin and rub up against Relsyn's cocktip, only to get covered up again when he drew his hips back.

"Fuuuuuck..." Relsyn groaned under him, squirming on his back as he rocked his hips. More preseed leaked from his tip, dripping onto his belly as Eyvin kept frotting with him, the eagle's own slick precum slicking the underside of Relsyn's shaft. Each time Eyvin's cockhead was exposed and rubbing with Relsyn's, the eagle could feel a little jolt of pleasure due to the extra sensitivity from being uncut.

Stretched out on the gym floor, all they could hear were each other's heavy breaths and occasional groans over the wet sound of their pre-slicked cocks rubbing against each other back and forth. Eyvin occasionally squeezed on their shafts but mostly kept them held together as the two of them frotted, keeping Relsyn pinned down to the ground. Though getting close to the edge himself, he clenched his beak and stared down at Relsyn, watching as the dragon gritted his teeth and tried to hold out, desperate to try and outlast the eagle in something after his inability to hold his bladder earlier.

"Nearly done, huh?" Eyvin taunted between breaths.

"Nnh... speak for yourself." Relsyn gasped back. He tightened his grip on Eyvin's shoulders and rocked his hips upward harder, using his hold on the eagle as leverage. Both of them were moving their cocks quickly within the grip of Eyvin's hand, Relsyn's eyes closing tightly as he panted for breath and tried the best he could to outlast Eyvin.

With a groan, Eyvin squeezed harder on their shafts, making them rub even more firmly together. After several more strokes of his hips, he couldn't hold on any more, a sudden grunt escaping him followed by a low groan as his cock throbbed and spurts of his cum splattered onto Relsyn's chest. The dragon knew as soon as he felt the sticky warmth on his abs that he'd won, but it was moments later that he shuddered and groaned as he joined Eyvin in climax.

The dragon's balls pulled upward as they unloaded, ropes of his own seed shooting onto himself and mixing with the mess Eyvin was making. Neither one of them stopped, though Eyvin's thrusts and the rocking of Relsyn's hips both became unsteady as they rode out their orgasms. Only when they came down from their peaks did they go still, ultimately leaving Eyvin still holding down Relsyn as the two of them panted for breath in recovery.

Eyvin finally got off of Relsyn, leaving the dragon there on the floor as he got up. "Well, I guess we ought to go." he muttered, bending over to their discarded clothes. He paused a moment as he got an idea, and instead of his own shorts, he grabbed hold of Relsyn's and started putting them on. They were still wet with Relsyn's piss from his accident in the bio lab, though not dripping any more, and Eyvin pulled them up to his waist to fasten them shut.

"Hey man, those are mine." he heard Relsyn say as the dragon slowly got up from the floor.

"Not any more. You can have mine, though." Eyvin pushed his shorts towards Relsyn with one foot, and after giving Eyvin a skeptical look, Relsyn squatted down to pick them up. They were still dripping with Eyvin's urine, and having been left on the floor, the wet stain on them had spread out throughout most of the fabric.

But ultimately, Relsyn snorted and started pulling them on. "Kinky bastard." he muttered just loud enough for Eyvin to hear.

"That makes two of us." Eyvin said with a smirk, reaching over and giving Relsyn a smack on the ass once the dragon had pulled Eyvin's wet shorts on. "You agreed to this, and you're walking home in my piss-soaked shorts." Before Relsyn could protest, Eyvin turned and started heading for the door. "Now let's get going before someone notices the lights are on in here."